Darla in bondage
Thursday, August 28th, 2008 It hadn’t gone well, Darla thought, as she leafed through an old magazine. She
shifted position, took her shoes off, and curled her feet up comfortably
beneath her on the couch. Across the room, Michael was still typing away.
They’d been working together quite well on the book, and then he’d had one of
his sudden fits of inspiration […]