The day could of ended right here but it kept following me around. Every time I turned around this ghostly man stood behind me with no clothes on. At first I thought, the coffee I had earlier gave me these visions. Then one day, the … Continue reading Ghostly
Confession: 157
As soon as I put on the heels, I knew what he wanted me to do next. My hand became part of his as he twirled me around in the bedroom. Dark shadow on my eyes with a red lip set the tone for what … Continue reading Confession: 157
Her Panties in my Laundry
Nothing I hate worse than laundry day. My best friend convinced me to move to the city a few months ago which I regret. Long rides to work on the subway tests my patience. However, I manage but I hate doing the fucking laundry. Strolling … Continue reading Her Panties in my Laundry
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