Tag Archives: desire

Listen…

I listen to the song that plays inside my head, touch the broken keys instead. This house I called my mind before, was built on sand and now once more. The song that plays it tells of doom, and how … Continue reading

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Lessons Part VII

It were little things, but slowly, steadily, I felt how I changed. Little things, the way I stood, spoke, dressed and even the way I held a glass. He was never angry with me, but he had a certain authority … Continue reading

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Blood, An Almost-Victim, An Aching Need… My Night So Far

I hate my period. Period. Everything’s just worse then. Apparently bleeding from my intimate orifices makes me lust for blood even more than usual, so much more that I might do stupid things. I almost put an ad on a … Continue reading

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The Red Room… Or Why I Should Not Investigate Abandoned Buildings

I had planned on going to class today (yesterday? It’s late here in Belgium…) It turned out differently though. Experiment No. 7 showed up on campus right before class, on the verge of mental breakdown. It turned out he hadn’t … Continue reading

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The Half-A-Year-Mark; Looking back on Experiment No. 7

I never intended to treat him any different from my other experiments. When I first met him I assessed him and decided on my strategy to break him just like I had done with all his predecessors. He was nothing … Continue reading

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Lessons Part VI

As if my little question about where he lived had stirred something, we started meeting in other places than just the library. We “went public”, and I saw people I knew watch us, and I knew questions would follow… but … Continue reading

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Lessons Part V

‘Catherine?’ He stood on the patio, as usual neatly dressed in his usual beige suit. I held my breath… God, what was he beautiful. I had to strain myself to keep hiding behind a cherry tree. ‘Catherine… Where are you, … Continue reading

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On Polygamy and Experimenting

I was a polygamist for quite some time. My Experiments are numbered for a reason; many of them took place simultaneously. Although I wasn’t really dissatisfied with this approach, these days I am giving monogamy a try, and that has … Continue reading

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Lessons Part IV

He had called a cab to drive us to the train station. I loaded my small bag proudly into the trunk of the car, and it may have been my imagination but I think he nodded approvingly when he saw … Continue reading

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Lessons Part II

When he started teaching me his language, I didn’t even know his name. We never made appointments, we never set hours or targets. It was casual, pleasantly without obligation. I went to the library every day, knowing I would find … Continue reading

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