January 14, 2009
Cold sheets and an empty bed made for a long night. She craved the heat generated from intense passion and raw desire. A small smile curved her lips as she let her fantasy take shape. It was dark and bordered on the edge of pain. Her carefully dropped hints and increasingly bold requests had been met with caution and skepticism. Perhaps not every fantasy was meant to be shared or brought to reality. There was freedom in allowing a fantasy to be solely for her pleasure.