You Are Mine
Me, I was steady, predictable, if someone complained about boring coffee, I would hand them a new mug.
I gave an inward sigh, that's how Lizzie talked me into "leaving my comfort zone"and "exploring new options"or as she put it, "finding a man who could make your panties wet with just a glance".
There was no way I was going to tell Lizzie that despite my modest lifestyle, I was hoarding BDSM books secretly in the back of my closet. They had been sitting next to my nightstand, these books being a recent addition to my romance collection, but my ex-boyfriend Charles had found them and when I confessed it was something I had wanted to try he flipped out and called me a freak stating I needed he
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