Kitten, your hands are heaven and your eyes are my home.

This wasn't the first time I'd woken up as a captive. It wasn't even the second. I so needed to reevaluate my life choices.

She was my mother. I couldn't threaten to slap, stab, beat or even name call her. I tried to think of something to scare her into never mentioning the predicament with the Dreamsnatcher again. I'll become a swinger," I said. her eyes bugged. Uptight rearing made her uncomfortable with alternate lifestyles. "That's right. threesomes, foursomes, and more. bones knows about a thousand chicks who'd love to hop into bed with us. It'll be kinky, we'll get out freak on.-

Because, Cat, it’s the feminine persuasion that’s always the deadliest.

There's nothing to catch up on. You came, you saw, you scored, you left. End of story.

Survival first, then heartbreak.

It hurts to much to be close to you, but continually pushed away.