My dad's best friend is our next door neighbor. I've seen the way he looks at me when him and my dad get drunk in our garage. So, of course, when my parents went out of town, and he told them he'd mow our grass I decided to wait in our backyard for hi
“You’re my art.” You whispered while biting your lip. How do you do that? Make me drip without a touch. On your knees, I watch you fall. “Spread.” you demand. I love how you throw my leg over your shoulder. How your face sinks deep between my t
