Read more: Things We Mean, Mean We Things.
A club moment (Part 1). The entire night club is laughing at me. They all knew that I fell for the “i’m looking for a relationship” trick and the “you’re so different” con. They knew slipping into my pussy folds was cheaper than the section my conman is currently dancing and gurgling top shelf liquor in. I fake rummaged […]
Read more: My Baby’s Dad Hates My Mom Bod.
Reunited. L. Leeper . 2 min read Its been quite some time since he’s seen the body he created. For the last decade my God of a man has been busy dancing in new gardens, blessing new fields while leaving me to maintain my own. But when he spun the block I couldn’t resist the […]
Read more: The Principle of Discretion.
Short Story. L. Leeper ·5 min read “I have kids.” I placed the fork on my tongue and suckled, my eyes never lifting from the cloudy potatoes. I was sure that the entire restaurant could hear our conversation. A girl chuckled. Our waiter shuffled over to ask questions that I let my date answer. My […]
Read more: Why I Moan Daddy.
Explicit. L. Leeper · 4 min read Dad should be proud of me, my pussy is the million-man march. Another man is on top of me. Another man is on top of me. Another man is on top of me. Every part of him is broken, but all of his jagged pieces are held together […]