He taunts so perfectly with wet words that play right into
my vulnerability. I feed the kids and
kiss my husband goodbye every morning, hastily, just so I can open a window
into another world because another man says so.
He reaches out from behind pixilated megabytes teasing my heat, firing
my lust for someone I shall never actually touch, or so I think. Daily we tread further into the forbidden
only to look back realizing there is now a new line to cross. Today he wishes to watch me peak and I
obediently do as he wishes.
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Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Quiet Observation
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