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Deeper

I like to believe you could step out of the place where you aren’t real, into the place that is. I like to believe you would take my hand and burn me on purpose. I like to think you’d make … Continue reading

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August Third – Remnants of a Hot Day

Your cock aches to fit into me. You hold it in your fist; make me take it. I tell you all about how much I loved it, all about our last visit, all about our last bit of play, on … Continue reading

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On the back of a receipt I pulled put of my pocket and stuck to your door with gum:

My dear darling, How could you ever believe I would want or settle for anything less than your complete and utter submission? I know what you’ve been up to. I know what you’re doing right now. I know the way … Continue reading

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