Protector by Heather Lauren

A simple black business card.
An opportunity to finally indulge in my wildest fantasies.

Ivy Morgan has been the object of my obsession for the last three hundred and sixty five days. Since I first watched her give that vanilla performance for the pop music masses. But tonight’s show is just for me. If she only knew it was her big, bearded bodyguard watching as she pretends to be alone…would she still be touching herself with that smile on her face?