It is the end of a crazy week, and all I want to do is stand under a steamy stream of water. As I hop in the shower, images of Daddy come to mind. You see, we teased each other with pictures and words about sharing a shower. It would be nice to conserve water,… Continue reading Washing away the Day
Mother May I Sleep with Danger
I will be honest; I do not remember actually watching that Tori Spelling TV movie, but when I was younger, I ate up those types of stories. I remember being 10 and watching Fatal Vision with Gary Cole (who will always be from Office Space in my mind) and seeing that the real-life person was… Continue reading Mother May I Sleep with Danger
Sitting in my Mind
Someone asked me an anonymous question today about whether I masturbate to people I see online. The answer is not no, but it is not what you would think either. Words and faces are what go through my head most often. I have an image of things that are very intimate and domestic, more so… Continue reading Sitting in my Mind
See Me
I love how he watches me. I know that he sees me. I love the feeling of his eyes on me. He watches to make sure that I am safe, but he also watches because he needs. He needs to keep me in his sights, he needs to feel me close, he needs to feed… Continue reading See Me
a Hidden Piece of Me
There is a hidden piece of me that only he knows. I don't like to share her with just anyone, but he has a way of pulling her out of me. It is the girl that wants to be good. It is the lover that needs to feel his desire. It is the child within… Continue reading a Hidden Piece of Me
Lisa Gray 