Between my legs is something we both think about even if we don’t say it you can’t because you like being tied up, tied down as much as I like to be free with all the encumbrances such a facade provides.
You know I mean you. You can’t say it, I won’t say it, you never believe me til we’re in it and then one of us has to slip away there’s just no other arrangement to it. Until today.
[Portal Project Story One Begins: Frangelica & her backstory:
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