THE GLOCK HOLDS MY HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

He gripped that chrome weapon, a cold comfort in this sick world. Desire pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the glass that really knocked him into another dimension. A world where visions danced in his head and pain melted away. She'd do anything for that next dose. Anything to feel free But love was the only thing that trul