"It’s the literary equivalent of a bunch of fetish gear tossed into a dumpster and set on fire." -A beta reader She checked in at the free use heat clinic for some relief and found a pack instead.
For Jackson Walsh, women are as easily accessible to him as the yellow taxi-cabs outside of his New York penthouse. His days filled with growing his thriving business and his nights with countless wom…
My mother's away on business and I'm staying with her boyfriend. What begins as an innocent game of cards ends in Micheal claiming his winning prize. I tell him he can have whatever he wants, and what…
I have a secret. I've been playing with my best friend's dad for months now. I let him touch me, kiss me, and play with my body. I love his touch, crave it and always want more. We haven't had sex tho…
