Here’s the first part of a story I wrote for one of my sweet boys. If you’re a very good boy for me, perhaps I’ll show you how it ends in person... Katherine reached for the remote as the closing credits of the movie scrolled. Clicking off the TV, she rose and stretched, ready to call it a night and go to bed. It had been a long week, and she’d barely managed to stay awake during the silly rom-com she’d streamed from Netflix. Watching the passionate kisses of ...