asirstypewriter: kneelinggirl: “Take off my belt.” One week after I sent him a letter—a plea, really—to take control, and he is finally here. Fingers trailing down my neck. Hot breath in my ear. “Take off my belt.” Are there
asirstypewriter: kneelinggirl: “Take off my belt.” One week after I sent him a letter—a plea, really—to take control, and he is finally here. Fingers trailing down my neck. Hot breath in my ear. “Take off my belt.” Are there