But every once in a while, from out of the blue, someone reaches the quiet place where you spend your private time and changes the way you see yourself
J.R. WardHe went over to the leathers and picked them up. Nice Catholic boy like him didn't know much about BDSM, but it looked like he was going to learn firsthand. Taking out his cellphone, he hit V, but didn't expect an answer. He guessed GPS was going to have to come in handy once again.
J.R. WardWe also mark what's ours. And as I'm not going to see you for twelve hours, I think I'll leave a little more all over you.
J.R. WardI cannae believe you let me touch you.โ His voice grew hoarse. โI shall remember this for all my nights.โ Tears speared into her eyes. Dearest Virgin Scribe, for all her life, she had waited for a moment like thisโฆ. โDo not cry.โ His thumb went to her cheeks. โBeautiful female of worth, do not cry.
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