Erin Barteski
Joined July 2020
0 stories
Bio
Fascination with the unknown
Stories (15/0)
Trepidation
“His touch was like heroin in my veins, and I was a grateful addict.” ― Kitty Thomas I opened the door and stepped into the room. The late afternoon sun was streaming in through the glass and laid in a puddle across the middle of the wood floor. The room was mostly bare, except for a couch located alongside the far wall. It didn’t appear that anyone actually lived here.
By Erin Barteski4 years ago in Filthy