I bought Marina a collar. It was just a little big….

In which I reach (one of) Marina’s limits.

I never wipe my ass.

She thought she was waving good-bye to me.

I want so MUCH…. [first in a series of post fragments]

I am sad.

It’s been forever. Too long. And I know it’s my fault. If there were anything I could say or do to bring us back into one another’s lives, I would say it, I would do it, in a moment. In…

I find myself needing something I’m not accustomed to needing.

You’ve read a bit about Sofia over the years. Stunningly beautiful, with curly hair and caramel skin, insanely sexy curves, and fucking smart. Though English is her second (or maybe third) language, she writes it perfectly, and speaks it nearly…