Memory or fantasy?

Sometimes I manage to convince myself I’m being rejected, even when I’m getting what I want.

Another among the forbidden fruits for which I currently yearn.

There are all sorts of reasons this should not be true. But it is.

Between longing and fear lies… hotness.

Tonight, I know exactly what I want.

When we meet…. Here are some options for you to consider.

She’s off limits to me. That doesn’t stop me from imagining.

That really is all.

A night at the bar.

Listen to Sam’s orgasm. She begged my permission to come, and, after some hemming and hawing, I granted it.