“ I cried for a while, taking solace in the comforting lie of his embrace. The illusion, the fantasy, it helped. I never wanted to leave. I wanted to stay here forever, held tight to his chest, his fing… C.J. Roberts
“ His touch was simple, but specific, meant to show me he could be like a lover, gentle, intimate, but also that he was a man unaccustomed to hearing the word no. Yes. I understood. He was a man, and I?… C.J. Roberts
“ People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night. C.J. Roberts
