Then — You cradled me, held me tight within you I could hide. You rocked me, made me sleep unnoticed buried inside. You enveloped me, safely covered to let go cry and cry. You fed me, helped me discover lucid dreams ideas to try. You accepted me, beneath the moon sultry gazes rising…

Erotic memoirs of our mornings, afternoons and evenings — Our mornings I loved him best half-dressed. His work shirt unbuttoned, his tie slung over his shoulders. The smell of warm coffee on his lips. His curly hair — a little tenuous — better after my hands ran through it. I’d prefer to still be in bed and he knew that which…

Ten superfoods to add to your diet to ease depression — I’ve been depressed on a few ultra sad occasions in my life. I describe the feeling of depression as a state of mind, thereby not ever letting it define me, as a person. Just like happiness, I’m not always defined as happy either, and that’s totally okay too. …

Chapter eight — “Have you heard from or seen Bailey and Jeff yet?” I asked Jemma as the last bit of our conversation started drying up. “No, I’ve let them settle in and continue their honeymoon stage,” Jemma replied. “Well, it’ll be exciting to see all of you at the end of November…

Chapter seven — It was the 1st of January and I was waking up next to someone I felt like I’d been close to for the past twenty years. Nothing was awkward, only comfortable. Heath opened his eyes, smiled, and surprised me by saying he didn’t want me to go back. I grinned…

Chapter six — What a wet March, I thought as I stared out of Bailey’s kitchen window. I watched a puddle forming in the middle of the cover of the jacuzzi outside and thought I better empty it at some point as it was pushing the whole cover inwards. …

Chapter five — Mom was aware of the New Year party at Heath’s, as I casually dropped it into the conversation during the Christmas food shop in the Pick ‘n Pay, a couple of days after Heath and I met up. The timing was right as she was merrily ticking off finding everything…

Chapter four — I asked Bailey a few questions about Jeff over a glass of wine at the end of our moving-in day, once overtired Jenny was finally in bed. He’d been married, got two kids, and divorced some years. The usual round-two story response. …

Chapter three — Christmas Day came and went as well as it could have. We all gathered around Jenny’s bed, gifts in arms. Once Nugget, Jiggz, and BunBun had all done their morning greetings — climbing over her trying to give a playful lick, howling and smacking her face awake with their tails…