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Shivers skating up my back.
Able to give. Which meant I'd have to let Chris go.
I screamed, unable to close my legs due to his position or spread them wider because he was gripping my right thigh, holding it in place.
A few more strokes later, I was coming again but unable to make a sound.
Rocked me. Kissed my damp hair.
That this year, the traditions woven into my memory since childhood had already begun to unravel because my parents became snowbirds.