The Light at the End of the Tunnel

“Can I touch you?”
“Where’s your military courtesy?”
“Forgive me. Respectfully request permission to touch you, Ensign Matthews.”
“Permission granted.”
I grab her waist with both hands and guide her to the kitchen table, pushing gently on her back, so she’s leaning forward and supporting her weight with her hands.
“I only gave you permission to touch me, Lieutenant. Nothing else.” Continue reading The Light at the End of the Tunnel

2018 Author Goals

  Nope, I don’t do New Year’s Resolutions. I’d already committed to losing weight to lower my cholesterol and blood pressure when I saw my doctor in the fall. Since then I’ve been walking one to two miles almost every morning after I watch my son get on the school bus.  I’ve also increased my fruit … Continue reading 2018 Author Goals