Self-Portrait

It’s been a long week. For most of it, my house was a plague house, as we all suffered through a nasty cold. But we’ve all gotten to the other side of that, more or less, and now, tonight, I’m at Sir’s again.

It’s been awhile since we’ve spent the night together. I’m liking the feel of this: here, now, naked in his bed. Probably, nothing much will happen. Propriety, you know. But every nerve ending in my body is thrumming. Aware of the potential…

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