The Grotto
Maybe my mind is now enthralled by the physical delights of animal lust overthrowing intellect and proper etiquette given over to gasps in the dark as strangers grasp my sweating nakedness satisfying all my primal urges until exploding ecstasy signals attaining my true delights and I return home spent and contented
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I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...
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