The first time she saw Jag Silvertree she was watering the garden, and her clematis got soaked as she dreamt of melting into his face. The second time she saw Jag she knew she would never feel his ang...
As he pulled his crayon out, The world was painted in glowing scarlet...
Torture. He was torturing her. And she didn't want it to ever stop.
Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.
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