Losing Hope
I like being a part of someone’s rapturous joy. I simply will not participate in manifest suffering, if I possibly can avoid it.
Read moreI like being a part of someone’s rapturous joy. I simply will not participate in manifest suffering, if I possibly can avoid it.
Read moreThe hotel didn’t, initially, want to let me up. Thank God they eventually did, so I could fill Hope’s mouth, and her cunt, with my cock.
Read moreOne day, someone will explain to me the logic behind the current epidemic of security theatre around the country. In this episode, my (ridiculous) pseudonym is questioned, and I’m unable to prove that my fake name is MY fake name.
Read moreIn which Hope, anticipating my cock in her mouth, writes some words for me, in my journal.
Read more“I am so wet.” Hope texted this to me about two hours before we were to meet. “An excellent way[…]
Read moreA new beginning, with Hope.
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