C12 Under The Table Sins part five
Chapter Eleven- Under The Table Sins part five
To me those eyes were not communicating anger, but were imprinting on my skin the unspeakable pleasures he wanted to introduce to me and sate his lust.
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Guilt.
Guilt is corrosive and gnaws away at the mind but is the fuel that keeps conscience burning and alive. The ability to feel guilty was debilitating and frittering for me