HOT WAX
My fantasies are something I've always wanted to tell him about. I know he'd love them. But somehow, they remained mine. My secret for us. Hoping that perhaps he too fantasized like this, about me. It's not impossible and certainly seems feasible. My favorite fantasy occurs when I'm home. For a break maybe or the summer. He too is not away at college. It's very late at night and no one is at my house. My room is filled with sweet smelling candles burning and emitting the only light in the...