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March 2017

wish you were here

Would I... Would you... Could we? If fortune smiled upon us, could we find a way? Could you mend my broken heart? Could I find your lost soul? Don't want to be comfortably numb anymore.

drink to forget

Some days I wish there was an elixir that would make you forget about me. Then I wouldn't have to wonder if I was ever going to hear from you again. My heart full of hope could deflate. And any... Continue Reading →

Hot Teacher 14

Find previous episodes here Hot Teacher What did I want? What did I want? Images flashed through my mind, West smirking at me as he'd flirted that first night, West frowning at me as I'd walked out of his home... Continue Reading →

Words are meaningless

Words are meaningless. We can't and we shouldn't are wasted when you're hard in my hand and I'm wet in yours. You say don't as you thrust and grind, whisper stop as you penetrate. We both know it's wrong, is... Continue Reading →

Hot Teacher 13

Find previous episodes here Hot Teacher I walked through to the kitchen where I'd left a light on, the dim illumination enough to guide us past the bulky shadows of furniture. My house was similar in size to West's but... Continue Reading →

Flying Solo

today started as most days do lying in bed thinking of you a symptom of my obsession I guess so I did that thing that I do best

Hot Teacher 12

Find previous episodes here Hot Teacher A week after Cheryl and I had a drink and a chat with Gina and Gigi I had another meeting with the 'Concert Squad'. This one took place at Nic's house though and I... Continue Reading →

You…

In my dream last night, we were sitting too close to be merely friends. You had your body turned to the side, your legs wide so you knees bracketed my chair. One arm draped along the back of the chair,... Continue Reading →

Hot Teacher 11

Find previous episodes here Hot Teacher That night (part 6)(rated S for smutty)(NSFW)… I woke surrounded by heat. A hard body against my back, a muscled arm draped over my waist. I think I sighed, heard a murmur in reply.... Continue Reading →

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