my ring.
In the cab, on the way home, I ran my thumb up the side of my index finger and felt a twinge of panic when I realized that I’d left my ring on his bedside table.
I don’t generally care about jewelry, but I do care about that ring. I picked it up shortly after [...]
storytelling.
Tomorrow night I’ll come home from work with a shopping bag, most likely with a new dress inside. I’ll shower, wash my hair, and shave my legs. I’ll dry myself off, put on deodorant, and comb out my hair. I’ll put on my underwear and then apply my makeup, and there’s a [...]
lust.
I’ll be in London soon. Paul and I have an agreement that there will be no sex – I’m monogamous. Monogamous and underfucked. Monogamous and perpetually wet. My dreams are thick with gangbangs and jaw-cramping cock.
Paul calls me from an hotel with his cock in his hand and I’m pacing around [...]


