I STARTED GETTING READY—STILL TIRED, BUT TRYING TO SHAKE OFF THE WEIGHT OF THE DAY. MY BODY WAS ACHING, BUT I PUSHED THROUGH IT. I PICKED OUT MY BLACK BODYCON SHORT ONEPIECE—SIMPLE, SLEEK, AND EXACTLY WHAT I NEEDED TO FEEL A LITTLE MORE IN CONTROL TONIGHT.
I STOOD IN FRONT OF THE MIRROR, THEN MOVED ON TO MY MAKEUP. I KEPT IT CLEAN BUT SHARP—A LITTLE FOUNDATION TO HIDE THE EXHAUSTION, SOME LINER TO BRING MY EYES TO LIFE, AND THEN… LIPSTICK.
Turning my real-life encounters into engaging, steamy stories for others to enjoy.
Using writing as a way to express and explore my sexuality without censorship.
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