the life and musings of a kinky slut
I want him to kiss me. I want him to randomly show up while I’m studying, come over to my table, pull back my chair, and kiss me. He has to be the aggressor. I tutor him. I can’t cross that boundary. And I SO want him to cross that boundary. Lately, I’ve been trying […]
Lately I’ve been… distracted. I sit in class, learning about the wonders of the human body, only to suddenly and spontaneously be mentally taken away. A bitch is thirsty. I haven’t had sex since Gent and I last fucked, and the prospects of your girl getting any keep dwindling. My brain, in an effort to […]