On the way to Sweden
On the way to Sweden. The first part of this was sent to me by a reader who is on her way to Sweden and a new life with a husband that she had had less than a few months with in the States. I have edited her text a bit to make it a little more readable, but essentially, this is her story. Thank you, Sky. Without thought, I find myself walking over to your chair where you are sitting massaging your member watching me with a look I cannot explain because it is as if you are looking right though me, exploring me from the inside out. Such is the intensity of your unwavering stare from those brown, deep set eyes. My nakedness is forgotten, all thoughts of self awareness left behind with …