Blog entries by alixandrya

One swipe of my fingernail silences her. It’s so peculiar how the soles of her feet are my greatest weapon. Her kryptonite. My strength and her weakness. * "You realize, my love, that it’s taking a lot of discipline not to paint the town red on those feet of yours. Just three simultaneous...

This is the evidence of how much tickling her consumes my mind. * I wake up each morning, every morning, with the same thoughts. * If she’s still asleep next to me, I want to drag my toes across the warm bottoms of her feet. * A soft kick under the blankets just makes me smile harder into...