"In writing over 200 stories, I've had to come up with a lot of titles. Each line of the poem below is also the title of one of my stories published here. I enjoyed the challenge of telling a love story in free verse using only my previous titles, without the addition of any extra words. I hope you enjoy it as well!"
All day I wait,
starved for touch.
A girl can dream
in danger's bed.
See me
laid bare,
being his doll,
feeding his lust.
A simple request:
will you let me?
Just a taste.
No denying him.
Before the door closes,
show me
something new:
sweet seduction
cleansed of guilt.
Everywhere,
consequences.
Risk and reward.
The promise,
far from trivial:
my love in his hands,
requited.
Clint's actions lead Sylvia to fear he isn't in love with her after all.
Incest Fantasy Sylvia reunites with her half-brother at the house they've inherited.
Incest Fantasy In the darkness, a forbidden line is crossed.
Incest Fantasy
