The evening gets underway – and, in many ways, this is the hottest part (at least to me).

Your ass makes my heart hurt. I meant it.

Approaching….

N’s Sapphic Soiree approaches….

AI shits the bed on Serena, calls her unattractive

I’m a block from Serena, and I’m not going to tell her.

Remembering Serena’s broken promises and (my) magic wand.

Bittersweet sadness

My affair with Serena is flickering out, and the pain has been overwhelming. I’ve kept my thoughts hidden, too raw and vulnerable. Now, I’m torn between rage and terror, emotions that clash with my rational understanding.

Sixty-nine with Serena. That’s what.