Friday, January 7, 2011

Lesson #5: Always keep your word

So he took me home to make me forget.  We went straight through the front door to the bedroom, locking up for the night along the way.  He undressed quickly.  In undressed even quicker.

man: Let's put on a porn.

me: No.  Just me.  Only me tonight.  I need it to be just me.

Soon we were going at it.  He gave me the top.  He licked and sucked on my boobs.  He ate me out.  He did everything he should have done with me and been doing to me.  He was loving and passionate and perfect.

And every time I asked, he told me.

me: Tell me what I need to hear.

man: I love you.

He proved it.  Again and again.

We fell asleep naked together.  We woke in the middle of the night to go at it again.  Our appetites were insatiable.  And as along as I was near him, I felt better.

Only...I had to go to work. And he was nowhere near me.  Nope.  Not even close.  And not for a whole lot of hours.

By the time I returned home, I was wrecked.  I needed more reassurance.  And I hate feeling needy.

Why did he have to get so into her?  Why did he have to forget all about me?  Why couldn't he have rescued me sooner?

It was torture.

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