The Coffee DateShifting the telescope to ground level, he aligned his sightline onto the shadowy, spandex-sheathed V between her legs; where, outside Starbucks on the concrete plaza below she was startled by a mysterious prickle of sexual desire. Magenta first-date lips curled as flirty creases formed around her eyes. Were her Lululemons too tight?Her I-phone
But is He Daddy Material?
Shout out to Coolboy on this one for messaging me with the idea. I was struggling with a little bit of writer’s block and this just set me off.All characters are 18+ and fictional.Please comment, as this is how I know you like it.As always, please enjoy.___________________________________________________________________”Daddy!” Laura chirped, alerting her Dad immediately to the