B.B. Reid

Honey… that is just your heart holding on to what your brain is saying you can’t have.

“It’s only for you, never doubt that. No one else makes me feel this way. No one. It’s always been you. It will always be you.”

“Don’t touch me.”

“Why? Because you like it so much? I watched you squirm this past week every time I was even near you. You crave it don’t you?”

“You wish.”

“I do wish. Every fucking night I wish and I dream. I think about the classroom the most. Do you remember?” he taunted.