Let's play a game he said.
And I agreed.
He called it possession and the possession was me.
Maybe just this one night I'll let Mr. Arizona possess me.
I might call him sky when we are all together but secretly when he touches me, touches the heat of my skin and the lust that drips along my legs I call him Mr. Arizona again.
It's a vile game we play where he lights a fire on my skin and I call him Mr. Arizona, watching the fire burn within his eyes when I moan it again and again. 
It's lust. 
That's what Mr. Arizona means.
Just that single word and in different names as we play different games but tonight he calls it possession.
Not another game of lust. He invited me to be won. 
To be possessed by him.

Forbidden Desires

“Aux Grands Hommes La Patrie Reconnaissante” 


Aiyana earned a laugh from Chris as she tried to pronounce the words. 


“It’s cute watching you try to read French. That’s all.” 


“Well do you see the figure of the man in the middle of the pediment? The one handing out a laurel wreath on each side?” 


“Well, France is referred to as the Fatherland. And that is the portrayal of the fatherland crowning the heroic … so under it would be?” 


“It means the France paying homage to the great people of France?” 


“Exactly! It means for the great men from the grateful homeland…” 


Aiyana and Chris walked inside the Pantheon looking up at the dome as Chris dug into another history lesson like he did the previous day. 


Chapter 97