Enter Sandman
I can feel the effects of the valerian weighing my limbs as I clumsily stumble my way to the bathroom. It is another of those nights. My bed is empty…. Read more »
Category: Processing
Bruises
On my knees. Shins. Tops of my feet. Every inch of my skin that bumped against the hard surface under you while I rode astride your beautiful cock (MY cock),… Read more »
Perspectives in Linen
Someone out there will understand this. * * * * * * * * * * The difference between a person who throws a thing away and a person who… Read more »
Tonight’s The Night The World Begins Again
And you ask me what I want this year, and I try to make this kind and clear Johnny Rzeznick serenades me through the magic of digital formatting, and in… Read more »