I like to pretend I’m his special girl. Pulling on the sheer black hold ups, hooking garters to the tops, snapping on the black bra that shows the hard poke of my nipples, I think of his smile and the wicked gleam in his sharp eyes. He’ll unzip the tight blue dress I’m zipping up …
Month: December 2013
It’s been a miserable ass day of traveling and I’m still not to my destination. Just indulging in a memory to make me feel better. I’ll have to tell you about the time I asked him to jack off for me. Mercy… I’m determined to make him cum, but it’s nearly impossible to focus. It’s …
I went a month before my nightmares started up again. thirty days of undisturbed sleep where I talked myself into believing the change of scenery had “cured” me. That’s what I wanted to believe at least, that the fresh air had somehow pushed back the darkness and bad dreams that had filled life for the …