Popular Post La**** Posted March 27 Popular Post Knock knock, whose there? Opportunity, cum calling at last? A gentleman caller, who's not so gentlemanly when the door closes and we're alone. The hallway turned into the bedroom. You don't really need a bed anyway, do you? Just a flat surface, to press me into. To create a tension between the wall, that lets me go nowhere, and the man, who lets me go only where he pleases. The street just feet away. Inches, even, if the door becomes your flat surface of choice. My pliant body a silhouette against the glass. People walk by, utterly ignorant. They'd hear me, if I called out. I will call out, if you want me to. Draw attention to our little game. Make strangers wonder, but never know. You could strip me there. Bare. Obscene in a room made for polite introductions. For cumings… and goings. Drop my clothes to the floor and make me kneel on the hard floor. Press my face into the crotch of your jeans. A promise. Lead me down the hall. My collar your whim. My leash your pleasure. My destination wherever it is you want to take me.
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