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I keep working on my computer, as you lay in bed upstairs, the foundations of the rooms, a result of all the hard work we’d…
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I always loved our Sunday nights, every week a new surprise awaited me, with the promise of a cheeky striptease, or the challenge of making…
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We get home, a trip to the local sex shop, “Blue Delights”, has been done, as always was when we were feeling a little fruity.…
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Rainy day, my thoughts fuzzy from how quickly this all turned around, the drive through window getting closer after we just told the poor sod…
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The candlelight drips with longevity, a longing in me reflected in the wax turning to oil, the light adorns the front of the room, my…
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I wait anxiously as you prepare yourself in the room next door. Silk sheets hold me, as the leather restraints keep me locked to the…
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The sun scorched down as the tarmac in the small, packed away car park, absorbed the rays and warmed our feet, the cardboard boxes filled…
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The man at the bar takes his time to get around to my order, having just served the couple before me. I grab the beer…
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The tantalising sunset descends from a purple orange, gradually dimming into the blue blackness of an evening that was colder, too cold for this time…
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As the month turns September, a match comes alive as we pick up our chat, I wonder what made you swipe right, you are way…
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