"Is this your first time?"  Delia is nearly nineteen and she nods breathlessly after pulling back from the kiss she was in.  Delia was supposed to wait until she got married to have sex but instead she waits till she goes off to college.  She's not sure why, she doesn't love the man kissing her.  Years later she can't even remember his name ( Read more... )

( #3 Camp )

Not many people know this, but Delia Sloane hates loud noises.  Even as a little kid she hated them, which is probably when it all began ( Read more... )

This story starts in France.  Actually it didn't start, start in France but for all intents and purposes that's where she's starting this story ( Read more... )

( My 100 Drabbles of Summer Table )

While laying on her side she watches the tall, shaggy teen pick up the bear from the hospital bedside table and make it dance to Dirt off Your Shoulders by Jay-Z. She laughs so hard that her head actually hurts and the staples in her side start to ache, especially when the bear (who’s head is all bandaged up and has a thermometer in his mouth) ( Read more... )

She likes big, tall skyscraper buildings because it gives her an excuse to look up. Wayyy up at the sky. There’s something magnificent about tall buildings, there’s something that makes you feel oh so insignificant. When she was a teenager all she wanted to do was feel something, anything, which is probably typical for most teenagers. Ruled by ( Read more... )

"I love you," she says, staring deep into his eyes. "And when I stop loving you, I'll love you even more." He says nothing but kisses her, his hands on her face, his lips pressed against hers. They share the same breath and for a minute; the world is perfect.

One day she turns and looks at him.

"Who are you?" she asks. There's silence, then a car ( Read more... )

     There is always a disconnect between the emotion you see in movies and read about in novels to real life. To see great passion in a play, or in a movie and then try to relate to it in your own life when you haven't experienced it was hard. Those feelings portrayed by those beautiful people always seemed grandiose and abnormal to Delia. ( Read more... )

    They spent all that money on a body pillow, only to have her kick it out of bed with them on the second night of using it.  It was all well and good when Danny had to work a lot and missed nap time and bed time with her, but it just wouldn't do when she could have the real thing.  She cuddled up to him, rubbing her cheek up against his chest ( Read more... )