March 2012
Three Days with Leanne
Leanne and I had many encounters since our first. It almost became a relationship of sorts, but I was too cautious to let that happen. The warning signs against giving myself fully to this vulgar professor came in the form of discarded condom wrappers left around her living room area, a love bite on her neck, and most of all, the late night calls which I suspected were prompted by a failed...
February 2012
