Saturday, 21 May 2011

All that Girlhood Gone

Who didn’t matter really, it just
felt like time and the less
personal the better so that bar seemed
a good place to offer herself with
plenty of takers as she wasn’t
shabby and hormones were sharpened to a
fine point by Friday night so
it wasn’t difficult to be easy.

Of course it hurt at first and there was
a heaviness in her belly like lead or
stones she’d swallowed that slowly
broke up and effervesced and she
concentrated on one big bubble which
rose through her and burst as she thought of
all that girlhood gone and if
she was now a woman.


  1. Brilliant description. I love it.

  2. I keep coming back to this and reading it again... fabulous use of language, creates intrigue & leaves me wondering how I should be feeling

  3. Just came back again... it got better! -x-