Submissive in Seattle


Sleep when I’m dead.

Earlier this week, Tavi asked me if I could be her ride Friday night. She had a thing for work, and there would be drinking, and she’dĀ appreciateĀ a ride home. Of course I readily agreed, The opportunity to see her, serve her, even for a small task like this is always…


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