The Blacksmith’s Final Say Every step reverberated through her. Anticipation and nervous tremors built inside of her the closer she got to the wooden pillory. Patiently, he stood there. The confident smirk he bestowed had her feeling like a caught mouse under his cat-like demeanor and her body betrayed her with sweet chills. Standing there … Continue reading The Blacksmith’s Final Say
A hard days work sometimes pays off.
Divorced or not, I am attracted to my best friends father. I can't control myself around him. Forgive me father, for I have sinned.