I just got off the phone with Mom. She sounds good. She sounds like Mom. I could just sit here and cry over the miracle of that. She is thriving and content. My green hue is fading a bit. I refuse to spoil any of this time with jealousy. I still have my Mom. I will treasure...
Were it not for the top end of the road being filled with Asian tourists, and the far-off end of the road being swollen with distant figures marching slowly towards us as though returning from war, I never would have known that we were standing in a scene from one of my favourite TV ...
He covered her mouth while he finger fucked her. Her body shook. He yanked her closer and devoured her sweet mouth. She didn’t fight him, but her tongue didn’t curl with his either. Anger surged through him. He pulled his fingers out of her and found her swollen button. He pinched...