Inside the Erotic Writer
Feasting Friends
“You taste like velvet,” Carole whispered, as she delicately licked the shell of Sabrina’s ear.
Paris had been calling Sabrina in her dreams, so she went there. With her friend Carole. She never told Carole about all the changes that she made with her persona. Carole just accepted her as her friend…period…
Since Carole was in Paris, she could not resist going since it had plagued her dreams.
And so her dreams came to life like a statue. Her dreams without Harry was something that she was not ready for.
She and Carole had fooled around a lot, if it was for some guy or whatever. They did it a lot. After Carole picked her up from the airport, they went to the sexy hotel where Carole was staying and attacked the decadent mini bar…it was not a surprise that she and Carole ended up kissing. Neither one of them was really drunk, just buzzed and there was magenta velvet everywhere.
