Tenderness
TENDERNESS By Katharine Sexkitten What have I done? The wind was howling, whipping at my face. My longish hair was blown all over the place. Most people would worry about how it looked, I suppose. But I didn't care about things like that. Certainly not now. I never had, really. The sun was fully set in the west, lending a darkened atmosphere to my already dour mood. What had I done? What the hell had I been thinking? This was my secret place, where very few people...