Behind Closed Doors.......55

I haven't loved you for years, your brutality saw to that.

Fear fooled me into staying "For our son's sake."

Now he's gone, bullied by you, an overdose...

My only child, gone.


I'm leaving.

Don't rouse yourself from drunken stupor.


Unlit gas pours in. Boiler ignites on time. Conflagration!





She watches, then drives away, smiling.

A Project

Ruth did a post about this a few days ago and I thought it seemed like a good idea.You can find out more by clicking here

Messing about on the Water...........55

Was coming home a day early a mistake?

At least now she knew.....

Blood in the water actually works Darling!



He couldn't move but he was totally aware......of the knife.....the cuts.....



They're here!




She smiled into terrified eyes, and tipped him overboard.




She knew he was happy



He loved sleeping with dinner guests!

Here's One I Made Earlier

I am really tired this week, so just to keep things ticking over until I find the energy to do more (I am in the middle of writing a story too mind you) here's a bit of literary bubble'n'squeak.

And so to bed...



I lie beside you watching as you sleep
And for your manly beauty I could weep
Recalling passion lost so long ago
Forgetting for a moment all I know





Reality steps in, my fancy stalls,
As you in slumber start to scratch your balls
Without demur the same hand you then put
Around the back so you can scratch your butt

Sweet memories embracing me no more
As opening your mouth you start to snore
At last my disillusionment complete
When rudest wind erupts to raise the sheet

My dreams are dashed and driven from my head
Starting tomorrow you'll have your own bed

By Pauline