Dark Vision
I see red. Not the kind of red when you're furious. Rosy, blood red. I see a blue flash of my hands holding my cell phone. I can even see blue dots of the buttons on the tiny screen. As I wait, the azure holograph slowly melts into the scarlet background. Puddles of black begin to descend around the edges of my closed vision. My impatience wins and I am greeted with a flood of bright light.
Dirty Talk
He starts kissing my neck, trailing a finger from my lips to to the buttons of my shirt. My heart is beginning to thump against my ribs and sweat is beginning to gather. He kisses my chin and moves to my ear. Softly, he whispers "What can I do to turn you on?" With a velvet purr, I breathe "Make the bed in the morning."
Well, At Least She Tried
I will always remember a laundry basket and cleaning supplies attached to her hip. I loved her laugh, which usually sounded hysterical after seeing a messy floor that she had cleaned literally moments beforehand. She will be missed as finding replacement may take some time.