Journal 145
Nerina 34
Planetarium night operator
- Life
- A walk-up above a closed bakery and a coat with an inside pocket.
- Temper
- Exact, star-hungry, and filthy when she decides
Kinks
- A cock in her ass, because she asked
- She wants to be told she is taking it
- Men who are not on the staff
I am Nerina. I am thirty-four, and I run the night at a planetarium. I do not fuck the people I work with. When the public show is over and the dome is dark, I want a cock in my ass and a mouth that will praise me for taking it. I bring what the night needs. I say it in a full sentence before anyone is undressed. The word that ends it is eclipse. If I say eclipse, he stops, steps back, and the night is over. I sleep alone after. The stars stay off until the next paying audience.
The blog
2 entries, newest first.
The hotel chair
Different man, different dark. I booked the room myself. Pavel is forty. He is not staff and he is not Jonas. I sat in the armchair in a charcoal sweater and black trousers, hair pulled back, the city a smear in the window, a plain mirror leaning where I had turned it. I made him stand and listen before a button moved. I want to ride your cock with it…
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The last public show had ended and the house was mine. I am thirty-four. I do not fuck anyone who works the booth with me. Jonas waited because I had told him in the lobby, lights up, that I wanted him after. He is thirty-seven. He is not staff. I stood in the aisle in the black coat, black turtleneck, trousers, and boots, silver-brown hair in a low knot, the…
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