Olivia

Maybe I should have told Jamal that first night before our first date that I had a date with another man at the Lyric Opera. She continued talking to herself. “Yeah, I could have said Jamal, last night I was dressed in a beautiful evening gown, rode in a limo to the Lyric, where I was escorted to a private box where I made a man lick my shoes and sniff my panties, while his wife sat nearby watching Carmen on stage. You think Jamal would have understood that I have been getting paid for years for being a dominatrix. Probably not a good idea. Besides, all of that could stay in the past now. “

More than erotic fiction, in a class all its own, a mystery, love story told with poetry and erotic language-“Erostery” is born. Myrotic!