Savor Me
Transgressive Romance in the 40s
“Please, Jack.” She stood before him in the mirror puckering her lips after applying a dark red. “I told ya already, it ain’t about the money with us.”
“Stephanie, it ain’t like that. I got a wife. Kids.” He looked to the floor and put his hands on her waist. He gripped hard and pulled h…
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