Danger, she wrote
Moths. Flames. Etc.
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Read moreLike a moth, I fly toward, rather than away from, a whole host of flames: the flame of jealousy, the[…]
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Read moreThis is how you say “no” to something I’ve asked for, how you apologize to me for not having gotten it to me.
Read moreThere’s a difference between fantasy and reality, between thought and action. Thoughts are never inappropriate.
Read moreMarina finally sets a boundary, and I’m relieved.
Read moreSadomasochism is a funny thing. Here’s how I mean it: when two people enter into a pact that produces mutual suffering.
Read moreShe dressed for me. She did precisely as I asked. I made her cry with my hands, my belt, on her ass, and I filled her mouth with my cum. In addition to feeling my cock rest deep inside her. Want to read?
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