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CasualWanderer82

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  1. Hmm...🤔
  2. Karen is definitely taking advantage of Damien’s moment of weakness. Sorry to say, Cane, I will have to keep you anxious a bit longer. Hang in there! 😉
  3. All in good time, my friend.
  4. You and me, Cub! 😉
  5. (Bridgetown, Barbados, 10 years earlier) The streets of Bridgetown were Damien's playground. But also his battleground. At ten years old, he had already mastered the city's rhythm. The hustle and flow of tourists, the predictable patterns of vendors, and the fleeting moments of opportunity to survive another day. His feet were always bare, slapping against the hot asphalt as he darted between crowds, his eyes constantly scanning for an opening, a lapse in attention. Hunger gnawed at
  6. Dear Tris, I'm humbled by your words and feedback. It's nice to know you're discovering my work. Being European helps me when it comes to having a somewhat "soft" handle on a few different languages, I suppose. Thank YOU for always sharing your thoughts. It's always a pleasure to read them. Happy readings! 📚
  7. Dear Tris, your beautiful comment warmed my heart. It's my pleasure to be able to guide you through this journey!
  8. She's protecting Bruce, at least that's what she thinks...
  9. It's not so much that she's right. She just knows how the world she lives in works.
  10. 🤷‍♂️😜
  11. My dear MJ, I'm so glad to have you join this new adventure. Buckle up!
  12. I'm happy I could "trip you over" regarding this story. Let's hope I can keep surprising you!
  13. I definitely (and purposely) made an effort on early chapters to have the characters seem like stereotypes of real people. It makes unveiling the real person beneath it more satisfying. 😉
  14. The water of the lagoon cut sharp and clean against the speedboat hull, the night sky swallowing its sound as Damien raced toward the resort. His thoughts were a blur, replaying every heated moment, every glance, every touch. Bruce, his hands, his mouth, his cock. Damien couldn't stop the flood of images. It wasn't just physical, the feeling of Bruce still pumping inside him. It was charged, dangerous. Damien reached the dock at the resort, his hands trembling as he cut the engine. He barel
  15. Oh...they will. Trust.
  16. Thank you, Willy. I will!
  17. I wanted this story to have a slow build-up, but at this point, it's gonna be "full steam ahead"!
  18. I'm humbled by your words, Cub!
  19. This chapter clearly showed that Kate isn't THAT "blonde".
  20. Kate's definitely growing on me. Speaking of growing, 12-inchers are real and they are among us. But I thrust Damien to handle it. After all, he's a pro. 😜
  21. "Furiously fanning myself" might be my new favorite phrase.
  22. Damien awoke the following day with a gnawing ache in his chest. He stared at the ceiling, the pale light of dawn filtering through the blinds, when that sting of humiliation crept up again. Bruce's abrupt withdrawal had felt like a slap and a reminder of something Damien thought he had figured out by now: that he should never let his guard down, not even for a second. The blonde sat up, running a hand through his tousled golden hair. His muscles ached with tension, jaw tight from grinding
  23. It's definitely ticking... I'm so glad to have you join this adventure @Paladin with me!
  24. Oh, good one! Thank you and I hope you enjoy chapter 3!
  25. Bruce definitely seems different from other "players" in this story. And it appears the only "game" he knows how to play is inside the field. But time will tell...😜
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