Note: Since I am too tired to think, here is another work of fiction I wrote a long time ago.  Enjoy.  Please do not copy it. I wanted him to make me scream. Not in pain though, in pleasure. I should really learn to spell things out instead of leaving them open to interpretation. He “interprets”…


Author’s Note: This is a work of fiction.  I wrote it and posted it on an old blog of mine and I have decided to post it here as well.  Enjoy! I’m asleep. A million miles away, somewhere on the fringes of consciousness feel him stroking my hair. Then his lips on my flesh, lightly….