Lately I've almost been running a fever, thinking about how I want to be touched.
My skin gets hot when I conjure it up. I lie on my back, legs open, amidst a few rumpled bed linens.
Breathing slowly…
Lately I've almost been running a fever, thinking about how I want to be touched.
My skin gets hot when I conjure it up. I lie on my back, legs open, amidst a few rumpled bed linens.
Breathing slowly…