Fempire
It was near closing time and we were both a little tipsy when we left the bar. A few steps down the sidewalk Andrea froze. She cocked her head as if listening for something. First thing I thought was a mugger or rapist. Andrea grabbed me. Kissed me hard. A tooth jarring kiss. “Ooh! Hey, girl. I love you, too, but can’t we wait until we get home?” “I’m going to bite your neck and I want you to swoon.” ...