Πονούσα αλλά δε με ένοιαζε. Ένιωθα να εισχωρεί μέσα στην κωλοτρυπίδα μου κάτι που �...ε χωρούσε αλλά ταυτόχρονα έσπρωχνα και εγώ. Μπήκε σχεδόν όλος. Σταμάτησε και μετά άρχισε να με γαμάει αργά. Όταν κατάλαβε ότι δεν πονούσα πια, ο ρυθμός του έγινε πιο γρήγορος. Παραληρούσα. Όποτε ο πούτσος του έβρισκε τον προστάτη μου φώναζα ενώ ηλεκτρισμός διαπερνούσε όλο μου το κορμί. Που και που μου χαστούκιζε τα κωλομάγουλα.- Τώρα αγοράκι μου θα σε κάνω να χύσεις. Θα χύσεις τόσο δυνατά όσο δεν έχεις χύσει. Mmmmmmmm...uhhhhhhhhh...", I moaned as the last of the contractions subsided and I relaxed under a wash of chill hormones flushing my bloodstream. Our fingers remained inside each other as we came to rest. I opened my eyes slowly and looked at her pretty face, still inches from mine. Her eyes looked down to my lips and I felt the gravity between us grow to a peak until she came in for a soft, sweet, long, sensual kiss. I welcomed it, her mouth massaging and comforting my achy soul. I didn't. That’s when I realized I wasn’t the one laughing. I turned around and found myself staring face to blossom-covered face at my old schoolmate and all-time biggest regret, Sean Vincent. After all those hours we spent in chorus together, you’d figure one of us would have been brave enough to make a move! But it was not to be. To my dismay, he hadn’t changed much. His cute-as-hell caramel-tanned face had only gotten cuter. He still tilted his head so his hazel eyes caught the light just enough to. I pressed erase and thought about whether or not to return the call. I had told her that she needed to sort things out and I figured I at least owed her a return call. I looked up her number and dialed it. She answered on the fourth ring.“Hi Carla, it’s Steve Adams. I’m returning your call.”“Hi. I was wondering if you might want to get a cup of coffee or something so we could talk.”“Sure, I suppose I can do that. When?”“What are you doing right now?”“Talking to you!” I chuckled, “But seriously,.