Well I went to the bathroom and cleaned up, I bought the book and when I returned she was gone, she was nowhere to be found, so I left and keeping the thoughts of her face in my mind knowing I’d never ever see her again but that wasn’t the case.One day while visiting Cheryl I wanted for her in the small off room near the locker room, that’s where she told me to wait for her.When out of the blue there she was, it was one of Cheryl’s co-workers and we recognized each other immediately.She smiled saying fancy meeting you here.I said likewise, why did you disappear like that?She says I had what I came for a romantic fuck with a total stranger and that has been a fantasy of mine for a long time and what better place than a crowded room with my favorite poet reading to me.I smiled and at that point Cheryl comes in and sees us, I says hi baby, she says hi I see you’ve met Denise, she’s a co-worker of mine, I said yes we’ve been talking, nice to meet you, she says like wise.As we’re standing. Dad said you could use my help? I pop a piece of chicken from the pan into my mouth and almost spit it back out from the heat. My mom gives me an angry look and for a second Im concerned that dad had already told her about my incident. Yes. Would you please set the table? Dinner is almost done, but I cant do everything, you know. Oh, and your dog peed in the living room. Again. I breathed an internal sigh of relief as I went to set the table. Maybe my masturbation was a topic I would be able to avoid. Mm, what smells amazing? An all-too-familiar voice asks, entering the kitchen. I turn my face away, focusing on setting the table. I hold as still as I can when I feel arms slowly twine around my body, encasing me in a death-grip hug. Hey there, little sister, Daniel says happily, laying his head on my shoulder. I close my eyes and wait for him to release me. Hey&hellip, Daniel. I say softly, trying to keep my voice from shaking. To my disappointment, he squeezes me even tighter and.
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