Albert D Annibale: 2 books

Drifting, and yet full awake, I began to feel a warning breeze, chilling; enveloping: and so I looked up and when I did, I saw an ominous lone dark cloud, shadowing, floating East: I thought Nature; stirring, rustling leaves and winds to blast and swish across these sidewalk cobblestones with cloudbursts...

Tom, thoughtful, Viable, then brash: like a bitch is a bitch is a bitch that I cant seem to shake. Ummm? Crazy, but then whats sex got to do with it; or not? Steps closer, suggesting; So real, embracing her, too real for me to let go testing her lips; darling? Resisting, Cassandra slips out of his...