My Turn

September 4, 2014 Karen Freeman-Smith 0

The sound of the air conditioner blasting drowned out the roar of the engine and crooning of some country song on the radio. I was […]


August 20, 2014 Karen Freeman-Smith 0

Wayne kissed me, slowly at first, then more passionately, more demanding. We ended up laying on the couch with him on top of me. I […]