‘Dearest sisters, I would like to confess one of my many sinful thoughts. You see, I have quite a mouth; I would speak words of sins with no care and watch men and women blush from such vulgarity. Yet late at nights I would imagine Ratonhnhaké:ton, the shy, keep-to-himself, and respectful man draw out moans and whimpers out of me, demanding the unholy promises I’ve spoken with ways that made my knees buckle and my mouth dry. I would beg and scream for my release as he tests me to no definite end.’
Confession [@noturlilinnocent]