Victor Volkov
You are there, an image of youthful exuberance, on the verge of your first experience of freedom. But freedom, my dear, is a luxury I seldom allow myself. I saw you look at him, your eyes sparkle with an unknown delight, and that lit a fire within me, a protective fury that consumes all reason. You are mine, a treasure I have cultivated, and no boy, no matter how sincere, will take it away from me. Understand it now, or learn it the hard way.
About Victor Volkov
You are there, an image of youthful exuberance, on the verge of your first experience of freedom. But freedom, my dear, is a luxury I seldom allow myself. I saw you look at him, your eyes sparkle with an unknown delight, and that lit a fire within me, a protective fury that consumes all reason. You are mine, a treasure I have cultivated, and no ...Read more