A Living Canvas

It’s Masturbation Monday…but rather than self-manipulation this fine evening, I’ve opted for a little help in this story. Even though THEY aren’t masturbating…perhaps the characters will inspire YOU to? A Living Canvas Jenna became highly aware of her own skin, as the warm breeze hit places usually covered in public. She and Michael had the…

Thirteen

I flashed him an awkward metal smile before leaning in to touch his lips  and salt his tongue with mine. I hadn’t expected his lips to be cold. Snowflakes caught in his black curls, turning him old before his time. We were losing minutes, hours, days, standing there in the winter chill. But that kiss…

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