(Erotica, ex-lover, oral, bdsm, bukkake,)
10:15 PM December 31st
The snow fell gently outside. No breeze tormented the bare skin of John Clement. He didn’t feel much after what had just happened. Tugging his scarf closer around his face he stepped off the platform at the tram station and proceeded into the silent street and headed for his apartment. He staggered a bit feeling the daze of the weed being smoked at the New Year’s party. Contact highs were a curse to him, almost anything could give him a buzz. He trudged up the stairs to his loft room and fumbled for his key.
“You’re home early…too much smoke?” Said the sultry and Seductive voice of Alessa Carmine who was leaning against the window at the end of the hall.
“If you think I regret going out, you’re wrong.” John said sternly, noise at all treading on his irritable nerves. “Everyone was dividing up into pairs so I decided to take my leave.”
Alessa waltzed over to him smiling with crimson red lips. “What’s the matter? You couldn’t acquire company? Or was there just, nothing available that pleased you?”