How silly of me. It’s snowing harder. Porn sex She appeared to be sleeping. McGregor. Then he walked right back out, closing the door behind him. I glanced at the living room window. You were moaning. I huffed out a breath when his hand didn’t touch me. I stared into the semi-darkness, feeling a bit like a child who had been sent to her room, although she had done nothing wrong. Oh, God. I grew accustomed to using his shoulder and chest as a pillow. Um…”
“Chris, ma’am.” Chris stepped forward and offered his hand, which my mom accepted. I just don’t understand.”
“Holly… Every time I started to question his presence…his desire to help out a stranger—which I still considered him to be—he’d gently shush me and reiterate that he just wanted to be there for me. I licked my lips and swallowed, my voice a whisper when I could speak. Then he walked right back out, closing the door behind him. You were moaning. Again and again, as though we were doing a strange, silent dance. “He’s right, Holly,” my mom said when I didn’t move. I gulped and then nodded.
