Morning Glory: The Morning After at Rumps
I love using her this way, and she loves being used, even if she won't admit it…As I stepped through the door at Rumps, I stopped and stared. I was virtually alone with her. I found myself appreciating the highlights coming off her tawny skin. She had been firmly fixed in place so she couldn’t budge, and there were marks from her earlier use by others, each one a kind of badge of honor. But before I started in on her, I stopped to survey the wreckage left by last night's party here at Rumps. Not only...