“I can’t do this.” I thought at the same time that I turned around to walk out.
“Afraid?”
The one word stopped me cold. Challenged me. Ignited a different fire within. Bastard.
“I can’t do this.” I thought at the same time that I turned around to walk out.
“Afraid?”
The one word stopped me cold. Challenged me. Ignited a different fire within. Bastard.
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Mine One of my favorite fantasies is the one that I’ve never shared. Well, never shared in detail. You are bent over the leather padded table. Wrists cuffed in front of you, straight ahead with very little give. Your hair is in a tight ponytail, draped over your shoulder and out of the way. YourContinue reading “3.10.2016: Mine”