Inside a place, others are sure does not exist except in books and the vivid imagination of some perverted author, are buried the notes, diaries, fantasies and pictures of SHE-ROTICA

May 15

My Cherie

I dreamt last night that we played one of our games. The one where you put steel cuffs around my wrists and slowly rip my clothes off leaving me naked and vulnerable.

I woke up wet and with a burning need. I fear you must be dead ... or perhaps held hostage as am I. Whatever the case, God forgive me, I played with myself. Rubbing my hardened nipples until they ached... squeezing my thighs together as I inserted a finger into my pussy and used my thumb as rudder on my clit...

I do not care if they saw.. these invisible people.. I am only human and I miss you!