My true erotic adventures

Please respect my privacy & the privacy of my lovers.
Do not inquire as to their identity, especially to those you speculate!
Relish every detail but leave their identification a mystery known only to the stars.

Anguish surged through me in great tidal waves. Rage followed. Then despair. Then a terrible numbness, as though my heart, having bled itself dry, had simply ceased its protest.

“You claim the evening was a failure.” “It was.” “You just spent five minutes describing an event you clearly adore.” I opened my mouth. Then closed it again.

Because while the Demigod was removing his clothes, I discovered I possessed a profound scholarly interest in observing the process. For research purposes. Entirely academic. Naturally. The problem with this particular field of study was that the subject matter happened to be offensively unfair.

The first warning should have been Hades. The second was Zeus. The third arrived with the storm.
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