T is for Traces

Sometimes I am knocked for six. It doesn't happen very often but occasionally my mind is completely blown. This week saw just one such situation. My mind and body flowing over the edge repeatedly in the hands of a friend. Dressing today I noticed the remnants of passion. Traces of his fingers framed by my... Continue Reading →

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