My Beautiful Obsession, Chapter Ten, part four

She sits up, tossing her shimmering hair back. “So far, your skills are shaping up nicely,” she says. “Although I’m still suspicious about how you developed such a remarkable knowledge of oral technique.” “I promise, I’ve never done anything like that before,” I assure her. “Perhaps it’s a natural talent, I must concede,” she murmurs.…

My Beautiful Obsession, Chapter Ten, part three

NOTE: Happy birthday, Desiree! I would like to dedicate this pile o' smut to you for the occasion. Enjoy!   Part Three Lark, my Lark, my beautiful obsession, is bared completely to me. Her body, fully revealed, is even more spectacular than I realized last night, and I feel its pull immediately. “Come here, Sebastian,”…

Rethinking Call Outs, part three

Okay, grab that bottle of whisky, and let’s settle in for another messy, emotional, disjointed post where we think about call-out culture some more, and if, when, and how it’s effective, because I’m in the throes of another round, and just… fuck. Post-Kavanaugh Hearings, I know millions of us are still feeling raw and flayed.…