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He'd taught me there was an art to eating pussy.
I've tried to save more since then. It's not a lot by most people's standards, but I keep adding to my account at the bank for a rainy day, as they say.
But you've claimed he's the love of your life. If that's true, don't let me ruin your happiness.
Inside, chaos didn't even begin to describe the scene. I just stared for a minute, gawking.
"Does he know you like it hard and rough sometimes?" My arms and head seemed frozen.
Nothing. A piece of me had been lost, and I wanted it back.
Feasting on turkey, dressing, and mashed potatoes with my parents. Sitting around afterwards watching a movie while we complained that we'd eaten too much but still found room for a slice of warm pecan pie with vanilla ice cream.
It was only a one-bedroom apartment, but there was a large alcove in the living room that Chris had set up divider screens around to hide a futon and a small chest of drawers for Will's privacy. I'd not stayed there very often ever since to give Will the space to concentrate.