Salt and Sand

Salt and Sand

Salt and sand and I can taste him in my mouth. I can smell her hair and her sunscreen, and I can still feel her fingers on my skin. The ocean was warm, at least in the bay, and the wind was enough to keep us moving without too much work. It was early enough in the day...
A Stranger From The Roof

A Stranger From The Roof

She stayed on the roof long enough to get a glimpse of him and agree. It was a quick gesture, designed more to excite her than give her a choice. Once she nodded and squeezed my hand to give her consent, she vanished back to the elevator and the relative safety of our...