I spent most of last night shuddering with lust, for what felt like no reason at all. No hyperbole. . . I was literally shaking, writhing with sensation. Most of the night passed with hazy dreams I can't remember. When I awoke, the need was still there. I felt like predator and prey merged
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*clears throat*
I mean a character will tie you up and that will be the start. Unless you've rather have a character and not you be the star?
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If you will recall, in the story, I was the knife-wielder, not the recipient. But a change of pace might be nice, if you were inclined to give one. :)
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Dr. Paul
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