it was the end of the party and he was all alone. Just as he had arrived, alone. As he piercingly felt it had always been, even so depressingly he was entirely, altogether, and solely and completely alone. He was all by himself in what had been the largest and loudest New Year’s Eve party he’d ever attended all by himself alone. Read more…
Tag: Swaying Hips
- Author name:
- Satintrancer
- Publish date:
- May 24th, 2013
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Amateur Dramatics, so thats what his favourite clerk at the bank he had just started at got up to in her spare time. More than that, when he showed an interest she had given him the synopsis of the storyline of a play that her and her “Thespians of Venus” Theatre group had written and were going to perform. They were all women, they needed a man. Read more…
