Looking, as usual I was for the moments she comes hoping it would be so soon. Since I was made, I've never enjoyed but the taste of her fingers feeling my pores.
How be it that she doesn’t realize the terror I feel as she leaves, and how I reject that by standing still at the moment her toes would step onto the congealed asphalt of the street? ... Full Story
How be it that she doesn’t realize the terror I feel as she leaves, and how I reject that by standing still at the moment her toes would step onto the congealed asphalt of the street? ... Full Story
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