31| A NIGHT OUT

LILIYA

Everything with Dice had begun to get really confusing.

It was like I had him, but I also did not, because everything always ended after the sex. I was probably just another of his sluts, only that he did not have to pay before I spread my legs.

He never engaged in conversations with me, unless he was talking about sex or scolding me. Deep down, I knew that what was going on between us could not even pass for friendship, but I still wished I meant something to him. I did not care how little I meant, as far as I meant something.

I tossed about on my bed impatiently. It was currently 10pm, yet Dice had not returned from work. For the past two weeks we'd been fucking, I'd not been able to go to sleep without his touch. He never slept beside me, of course, but he'd always use his fingers, tongue or dick to lull me to sleep.

Dice had also kept his promise of waking me up with oral sex every single morning. It was becoming a normal routine too fast.

I knew I should not have gotten t