Mr. Hemmings
I would never get tired of being bent over his desk.
He just stood there staring at me. "Can I help you?" I asked gaining some confidence. "Yeah. You can start by sorting out these files, contacting these people, and getting me a coffee." He said dropping several folders on my desk. He started to walk out the door when I spoke again. "Who do you think you are?" I as...
❝I've never been as close to a boy as I have at this moment, nor have I with a man. A man that's Luke, a man that's my step-father. This was clear, but my head continued to tell me to forget the facts and give in to the pleasures I was feeling with Luke's fingers against me. "This is so wrong," He whispered under hi...