teasing.me
van Isolde Rook
You can hear me, Ivy. No one has heard me in a century.
Sound engineer Ivy Calloway buys the house on Jones Street because the acoustics are perfect. The piano in the back parlor plays itself in the small hours, and it's good. Then she records it, plays it back, and hears a man say her name. August has been alone since the twenties. He doesn't want her to leave. He wants her to stay up with him.
Voornaamste
death themes
Verder
explicit sex
Fictie voor volwassenen. Alle personages zijn 18 jaar of ouder.
