The next day was memorable too. There was a moment where I thought about telling her that I fucked her too. Porn sex I called out if she needed some help a few times but she appeared dead to the world. They were pretty drunk and obviously forgot that she even had a house guest. By then it was 2:30AM and they rambled out the door leaving her there in the sticky sheets. As a man with little to no restraint, I couldn’t let this moment pass. This became a routine for the last few weeks of my stay with her. Max played the lead guitar in a jazz band. This time I wanted to take my time. I almost felt bad for her fiancé I could imagine how much he’d want to poke her after watching her dance and sweat in the club. Maybe she just didn’t care. He closed the door behind him, thinking it gave them privacy, but through the crack in the closet door I was able to see all I needed to. I was going to get new pictures and I couldn’t have been happier.
