

A Lesson ForgottenHe was a man who abhorred infidelity of any kind, and she had learned as much shortly after they got together. Other women who had dated him had tried to warn her, convince her he was crazy, one had gone as far as to place a restraining order on him. He was not cruel, not in her eyes, but to them, he was a monster. They did not understand the need he satiated in her.A Lesson Forgotten
He’d decided to get together with her shortly after they’d graduated from high school. She’d gotten the reputation of the bad girl, boasting forty boyfriends and twice as many lovers in her final two years of school. He’d known what it was she was looking for, and wa
--
"There is confession in the glaces of our eyes, in our smiles, in salutations and grasps of hands."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
--
Well I don't know... isn't that sort of thing dirty?
--
Ira
~~~
I am a member of ~AsThouWilt
--
Ira
~~~
I am a member of ~AsThouWilt
--
Member of: ~AsThouWilt
--
Member of: ~AsThouWilt
--
Member of: ~AsThouWilt
Previous Page123Next Page