En cours de chargement...
"You just feel me, " he whispered. "Just as I feel you." He was my best-kept secret. A voice that sent me over the edge. At night, we whispered over the phone, going deep into our wildest fantasies. We never met, and we never will--part of our agreement. No real names. Just endless pleasure. Until one day I walk into my psychology class and find that the swoon-worthy, young professor had a very familiar voice...