Something to be whispered into the lover's ear in a public place, like an elevator, a train, waiting at checkout lines...maybe just loud enough that not only the intended listener can hear it.
Hi, this is Zan. I write stories, poems... and occasionally things you might call a hybrid of the two. I love to hear opinions, so feel free to comment or contact if you have thoughts about what you’ve read. I’m dreamy, idealistic, a little kinky... and prone to such brillia...