I reviewed Vanessa's entries...all of them, from the very beginning. Like I said, her fantasy began long ago, before I had any clue she was writing. This was one of her first:
Your words burn scars in my flesh, Magnus. How dare you hold such blistering heat against me. I am so embarrassed. It compels a soothing caress as I sit here in the crowded library. My fingertips are too innocent for words as they glide against my neck. Oh, so temporary, the lust is quenched for only a moment. Does anyone notice? I feign normalcy as your sadness gnaws at my soul. You must know such suffering is not in vain. You must know it brings life into my heart. It becomes the blood coursing through my veins, the swollen fire between my legs. Does anyone notice? This is beyond words to tell you. It is beyond actions to show you. You will never know. You must not know because this love is my only possession. I am a delicate glass orniment; my vulnerability is my greatest strength. I fear your powerful hands could crush it so easily. I beg to know if your hands are tender enough. Such a dreadful tragedy if they were. But I must not. I must not burden you with such things, my sweet.
And another:
I saw you in the library again today. I saw you look at me. Only a glance. Such moments last for eternity. What you saw exists entirely for you. If you could only know. I wanted you to know that every bit was fashioned for your viewing, for your approval. Did you notice the red turtleneck...just like the one you said you like? Did you notice the tennis shoes? The blush? Did you like my hair? It is shoulder-length for you. I know you like long hair too, but I think you have a thing for shoulder-length. Be certain that I would shave it all for one solid minute as the subject of your perusal. Oh, how sweet that moment was. If you could only know.
And another:
Magnus. Do not love me. Do not give me your affection. Do not caress me. Do not tell me that you love me. Do nothing that displeases you. Why would you, Magnus? Why do you read this? Ignore it for your own good, if you wish. If you believe you must. It is here for your taking if you so desire. Know always that as easily as you read these words your cock enters my waiting mouth. In the time it takes to read this sentence, my wet pussy is available for you completely. I cannot help these things. They are fact. I am your consensual slave, I am afraid. You leave me in solitary confinement with each moment of your absence, Magnus. Do as you will.
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