Unlocking My Private Locker: Virginie’s Morning Feast
I’ve kept this locked in my private locker forever. That mental vault where desires rot if unspoken. Today, adrenaline surges. I crack it open. Share the thrill. Just for you. Feel the rush with me. Woke to breakfast scent. Warm milk bowl. Five chocolate croissants. Paper bag from the corner bakery. Head on her smooth,…