Tales of titillation and allure from the "wilds" of suburbia (NOT SAFE FOR WORK!)
The parking garage was dark, damp and cold. Not quite winter yet, but miserable enough for a grey and rainy day to drive a hard chill straight to the bones. As she walked from her car, she drew on her coat, hastily covering her outfit and hiding her scrapes and bruises. She carefully scanned her …
It was a mid-January night complete with a brutal cold snap straight from the Arctic hovering over the country for what seemed like an eternity. Back in October, Autumn went from “late Summer” to “Winter Wonderland” almost overnight and relentlessly stayed that way. Adding insult to injury, we were at end of a round of …
The Suburban Erotic 