My heart quickens, my skin tingles as anticipation shortens my breath pushing my chest out so the feel of lace against my skin hardens my nipples. All it took was a look. Your look. Intense. Piercing. It holds me captive. You move closer, holding my eyes, and I burn from yearning. Then you smile, andContinue reading “Glorious”
YES…..sometimes a Promiscuous Girl CAN be a Virtuous Woman.