by MerriMayhem
A voyage where I've never been of course, but you took me there. I was a bit distracted by the emboldened words, quite unneccesary for me. Your writing doesn't need that to convey your meaning.
Ach, and I'm just a poor male.....
Can you write! Oh, how I enjoyed this! This is an extraordinarily accomplished piece, in a kind of stream-of-consciousness style that requires great skill to handle without loss of impact. Stunningly good. I loved this story.
I loved your story. It's beautifully written and captures perfectly the was that love overpowers every other feeling and sensation.
Wanda
This is possibly the only use of the first person perspective, with absoulutely no names and the unrelenting run-on sentance structure, that I can say added to my enjoyment of the story. It made me feel like I was the there. Of course, that was back in the 80's, the club was in Manhattan, on 14th street and the room that SHE took me to was in a loft. Interesting work.