Two friends meet in a forum after a long period of misunderstanding each other, following two difficult phases: one worked as an archivist in public service and never fit in at school, while the other, quite the opposite, loved school subjects but found his place in college. In this satirical melodrama, steeped in cynicism, the narrator reflects on their friendship through its various stages and arrives at a final conclusion that serves as the story's motto. And here it is, young fool, too cowardly to learn anything beyond your manga and convoluted soap operas: "I shall nickname this friend of mine John Snow and Sancho Panza, for he knows nothing, yet is so afraid to face the world that he seems like a nervous, effeminate wreck, terrified of anything not handled with the softness and languor of a lady. The sincerity he craves is merely for others to affirm his whims and praise him like a child, to coddle him, though he insists he's capable. He fights desperately not to be seen as useless, yet he struts through his privileges as if they were his birthright. Ignorant and fearful. Worthy of pity, compassion, and perhaps some friendship, but he can only be a colleague, for he fails to appreciate the complexities of human interaction, shaped by the very idiosyncrasies he laments being judged for, even as he cocoons himself in fragility without bothering to hide it." Will this friend always be so troubled? Or was Pedrinho, who was no less innocent than his friend at the time, not so foolish after all, given that his friend nurtures a somewhat cynical empathy?
❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths.
I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin.
"P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him.
"Read to me Alessio"
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Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls.
In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son.
Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape
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