An intimate story...
Added 2022-10-21 13:30:01 +0000 UTCHe embraced me and we slowly moved from a standing position to crouching on the dead leaves and the dirty ground. We had already “hit home run†a few times, once in an abandoned building, and once when his mom was upstairs losing her teeth strung out on meth not giving a shit about her derelict son’s antics in the basement.
The rest of this story I am afraid is a bit too dark for patreon... plus I can't find a tactful way to tell it without breaking the terms of service here. So If you are curious, the story lives on my latest blog post at kristyjessica.com/about
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