the eighth night:
alone in the apartment, i dress myself in his clothes, rub myself through the cotton of his underthings, roll around in bed by myself until i have sweat them through. i pull his undershirt up so that it covers my eyes and nose, the scent of him all over me. i cum thinking of him cutting them off me, pulling them off me violently. when i am done i fold the clothes lovingly, set them back in their place, for him to find later.
alone in the apartment, i dress myself in his clothes, rub myself through the cotton of his underthings, roll around in bed by myself until i have sweat them through. i pull his undershirt up so that it covers my eyes and nose, the scent of him all over me. i cum thinking of him cutting them off me, pulling them off me violently. when i am done i fold the clothes lovingly, set them back in their place, for him to find later.
[Edited on Jan 03, 2003]