On the way my cell keeps going off. Text message after text message all from David, “U need 2 tell him.” I never reply back, and I don’t want to tell Marc. It feels like every time I talk about it I’m giving it energy, allowing it to become more of my reality, so much so that my bones ache fro...
I’m relinquished to only his touch. His teeth nip harder at the tip of my ear and I moan out with yearning as he forcefully nudges my head to move to the other side. His unyielding arm holds my body while he unravels the bland cloth from my breast, never have I felt so rea...