matriarchal family

  • My Two Lovers Meet My Mother

    As we arrived at my estate, my lovers’ hands were tightly grasped in mine. Their nervous energy was palpable, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. “Nervous,” I asked, trying to lighten the mood. “A little,” Sheena replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “More than a little,” Bianca added,…