Nobody can get me off like my lover, Desmond. He’s about six feet tall and has a muscular build. I love him and all the wonderful things he’s learned to do with his thick, dark moustache. Unfortunately, his job and my studies have put us in separate states for the past few months, so our time together is limited. We compensate by engaging in hot and heavy conversation over the phone. I also send him little surprises — like pairs of well-creamed silk panties. I figure we might as well make the most of the situation.

Last weekend we managed to get together for the first time in a long time. We stayed in a cabin at a state park. What we did there was so wild and memorable, I promised him he’d see it in print someday.

He got to the cabin a couple hours before I did, so the minute I walked in the... Read More