I know in an instance that I am going to hell, his touch is like fire on my skin.
Just over 2 months, that’s it, that’s all, no more and no less. Two of the longest months of my life, and I owe it all to one cheesy pick up line in a crowded chat room. Three little words making one pathetic request, “Bend over please?” Could that really have worked on me? I know that it got my blood boiling and I was going to put that mouthy Ass in his place. BUT yet again, I was floored....Read On