For years, Kinsley has written me letters to make my days in prison more bearable.

They started out innocently enough.

But recently, there's been a change. A shift. The wholesome quality of her letters have been replaced by something different.

Secrets.

Confessions so downright erotic, I live in a permanent state of sexual frustration. Fantasies of being with her in real life haunt my every living thought and yet, I've never seen her face. I have no idea what she looks like. But my body doesn't care. It reacts to her just as powerfully as if she was naked underneath me.

It goes deeper than that, though.

With every pretty secret she spills in her letters, she's wound her way into my heart so deeply that it beats the sound of her name. It doesn't matter that we've never met, or that there's no way we can ever be together.

I belong to her, body and soul.

She was only supposed to be my pen pal. But now, she has the power to destroy me.

"Pretty Secrets"

by Maisie Myers