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There's nothing there but open space. " His deep voice was comforting in my ear, as was his hand gently holding mine.
But that was only half of the equation. Maybe Chris didn't want to be a dad.
" My voice cracked when I glanced his way.
You were a rebound fuck, Dirk.
That was obviously our busiest time of the year.
If I'd thought the morning had dragged, the afternoon was even worse. The shoppers and the employees were both running out of patience, the crowds had increased, and no one really wanted to take the time to answer a consumer survey about their dish soap and laundry detergent.
Who'd have thought it. We'd done lessons on the differences between a blow job versus face fucking.
It's all good.