Tag: Laure Van Rensburg

Rite of Passage by Laure Van Rensburg

She had never seen a naked man before. She had glimpsed unclothed parts in isolation at the local pool, parties, the back seat of a car but never a fully assembled body, all parts only covered by skin and hair. Until that night, when she learned you never forget your first time. Spotting an opening

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FICTION: Did You Know? by Laure Van Rensburg

I looked it up once in the dictionary — earthquake (noun): a sudden release of energy. We had our share of them. The first time we had sex, a small earthquake rocked our bed and another the city of Los Angeles. We were oblivious to the earth’s orgasm, too busy with our own, until the

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