i’m in love with a married man fifteen years my senior. i fantasize almost daily what it would be like to sleep with him.
Goddamn this year and every p************ that hurt me . I wish nothing but death on all of you.
When I sit with my student Kayla, all I can think about is how her body would feel against mine. Dark hair, dark eyes, olive skin still tanned from summer and soccer practices after school. Lean, strong legs. Small, firm breasts. A wicked smile. So young and hot and wonderful…
