“I cried for a while, taking solace in the comforting lie of his embrace. The illusion, the fantasy, it helped. I never… — C.J. Roberts Copy Share Image
“Each day I was more vulnerable than the last. Each day he stripped away more of my sense of self. And now… — C.J. Roberts Copy Share Image
“His touch was simple, but specific, meant to show me he could be like a lover, gentle, intimate, but also that he… — CJ Roberts Copy Share Image
