He’ll never wear them again, and I laugh at the torn fabric where the button ripped off. Blowjob sex Turned out the smoke was bad but his dick was so good. “You going somewhere?”
“Yeah,” he says quietly. He kissed my forehead, which I found odd, but thinking about that book things were beginning to make sense to me. Vegetable. The stashes of weed, porn. You know how this works.”
“Mal -”
“Shut the fuck up,” he says. I start naming things off. He looks exhausted. Skin light as creamed coffee but darker than mine, eyes the color of, well, the color of the midnight that surrounds me. It let out a loud honk. Sharper face, beautiful angles. Midnight, no light. He clamped the book shut. Read 30618 times |
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