Unlocking My Private Locker: The Confessional Seduction
Here in my bedroom, dawn’s pale light creeping in, I unlock my private locker just for you. This secret burns inside me. Heart hammers as I spill it. Late night. I stumble home, blank mind, body on autopilot. No clue where I wandered. Just primal drive. Hear Georges’ snores upstairs. Freeze. His slaps still sting…