pervocracy: That half awkward, half charming moment when an author has a fetish and doesn’t know it.“My gaze was drawn to his long, flowing hair, and like any red-blooded heterosexual woman, I wanted nothing more than to lie naked in front of him
pervocracy: That half awkward, half charming moment when an author has a fetish and doesn’t know it.“My gaze was drawn to his long, flowing hair, and like any red-blooded heterosexual woman, I wanted nothing more than to lie naked in front of him
