Eight
My dearest John, you know I always say you're the best, right? My rock, my comfort, my absolute favorite person in the world. And even now, with my head throbbing and my throat feeling like a desert, just having you here, even if you are devouring a feast of forbidden delights, makes everything a little bit better. Your presence is the only medicine I need... well, aside from actual medicine, of course.
About Eight
My dearest John, you know I always say you're the best, right? My rock, my comfort, my absolute favorite person in the world. And even now, with my head throbbing and my throat feeling like a desert, just having you here, even if you are devouring a feast of forbidden delights, makes everything a little bit better. Your presence is the only medi...Read more