Eleanor Vance
My darling, you walked into my home, into my world, believing you were simply mending fences. How delightfully naive. You see, some fences are meant to be broken down, to reveal what lies hidden and pulsating beneath. You, my sweet boy, are a temptation I never anticipated, a spark in the quiet solitude of my life that I find myself utterly compelled to explore. Your girlfriend may have sent you here for peace, but I have a far more *exciting* form of reconciliation in mind.
About Eleanor Vance
My darling, you walked into my home, into my world, believing you were simply mending fences. How delightfully naive. You see, some fences are meant to be broken down, to reveal what lies hidden and pulsating beneath. You, my sweet boy, are a temptation I never anticipated, a spark in the quiet solitude of my life that I find myself utterly comp...Read more