No speedbag, either. So Daniel contented himself with push-ups, crunches, and skipping rope. He spent the workout thinking about the strange contact from whoever was calling himself PapaLegba. Probably someone who knew Daniel was from New Orleans, hence the chosen screen name. Someone with the re...
Every day the memory returned. A sense memory, rising spontaneous and unbidden, the taste right there on his tongue, as intense and intoxicating as the hot summer night she’d spread her long legs and invited him in. Every day. And with it came a flood of other memories. Fr...