The Closed Shutter
The taxi dropped Cody Lopez at the end of the red dirt road because the driver refused to go any further.
Writing from Canada, usually late at night with old fashioneds and black coffee. Most of my posts live in Erotic Couplings, First Time, and Mature. I have a soft spot for the fake relationship that becomes real, real conversation before the bedroom door closes, and clear enthusiasm once it does. I read every comment even when I am slow to reply. Hope you find something here worth bookmarking. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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The taxi dropped Cody Lopez at the end of the red dirt road because the driver refused to go any further.
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