His Babygirl

"One of my alter ego's fantasies.."

There were words that were edged on her tongue,Pushing to come out for him to hear. ‘I love you,’ she couldn’t help but whisper, As she sat by him on her knees her cheek resting on his. He smiled down...

Alter Ego Desires

"What she is..."

Every year, around mid-spring, My alter ego comes to play, An eagerness and a hunger settles in, Satisfaction becomes hard to find, Endless roaming starts, As she searches for her release, Every site she spits, every rock she turns, Looking...