The family turns to see -- A DRUNK MAN teetering toward the semi-basement window. Their faces slowly fill with dread. CHUNG-SOOK How many times did I tell you? We need to put up a “No Urinating” sign. KI-TEK It’ll make them want to do it even more. It’s psychology. ...
To test the waters to see if he would enjoy dirty talking in bed or before sex, the next time you’re lying in bed together bring up the subject of when you first met and more importantly… when you first had sex. Go into details about how you felt when he first touched your intima...
So, if he’s making a conscious effort to makephysical contact(e.g brushing his hands against yours, sitting very close to you, whispering in your ears, or holding your hands), that’s a sign he likes you. 9. He Might Invite You To His Personal Space Introverts are known for spending...
How to test for a ritual: The case of whisperingJ. CirilloD. Todt
He started shushing her, whispering that it is all over. That she doesn’t have to worry anymore. He was going to make sure of it. He was going to be on a hiatus to take care of her. A few moments later he hears a distant voice saying, “Here we go dear.” Corrine’s voice ...
Talking dirty, shouting, whispering, whatever you do can help you get an orgasm. Actually, sex is a mind, body and spirit practice and when you are involved in all fronts, you can find much easier to get orgasms. In fact, making noise is one of the most effective tips on how to get...
Does it show us something about the character or the plot that we need to know? If so, great! If not, cut it. Unless your story is about rogue painters vandalizing the neighborhood waste collection route, we don’t need to know what color your character’s trash cans are. ...
In essence, it’s a manifestation practice — just easier and less cringey than whispering sweet nothings to yourself in the mirror. And don’t you dare add a single sad song to this playlist — you’re not here to commiserate with yourself; you’re here to celebrate yourself. ...
I remember hopping out of the Toyota all-terrain vehicle and landing on the sun-cracked earth, where I saw small eyes peering between cracks in the fence and heard muffled giggling and whispering. “Mzunga! Mzunga!” they shouted in Swahili, their native tongue. “White person! White ...
the sun whispering slowly, “sleep no more”; he saw the clouds awaking and parting just for him, waving their goodbyes to the evening and their hello to the dawn of a new day. It was hope, and it always returned. Light. Refreshing. ...