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Click hereWould Shelly have done something like that? Gotten herself knocked up by me and claimed the baby was Steve's, conceived just before their final split, just to spite him and milk him for more child support?
As I say, I wonder about that a lot.
You are by far my favorite author on the website. Everything you write about connects to my own desires so deeply. I've read several of your stories over and over, and will continue to. You have such a sexy mind. I wish there were more men like you, especially at my age. I'd love to talk to you sometime. You can email me if you ever have the chance. oavines@yahoo
I finished and had chills. Just..wow.
You captured the feelings of Jack and Shelley perfectly, they seemed so real.
I am working my way through all of your stories now.
This was a beautifully complex and emotional story. Of course the description was sexy, but the uncertainty of the purpose of sexuality in the story made it all the more real and intriguing. Once again, thank you for gracing us with yet another gem!
Not sure what else to say. I loved her certainty. I wondered what she was waiting for, why she wanted to know when he was going to cum, but it makes perfect sense. So natural & believable. Nice work.
I enjoyed every bit of this fine interlude. I think this would develop into a worthwhile series following this young man's transition from naivity to maturity.
Perfection, as always. A coming-of-age and loving-wives tale all in one. Keenly poignant, thoughtful, and of course, incredibly erotic. Doc is back! The world is a better place again today.
that the most intimate of acts can leave a man and woman such complete strangers. You capture that paradox vividly here. Sometimes we could almost send seconds in our place to have the affairs for us. It must be particularly harsh for the inexperienced who envision sex as a most personal exchange.
The story leaves one with that sense of longing that accompanies the imperfect, but very real experiences of our tender past. A wistful tale.