SIBYLToday I was an emotional mess, I cried throughout and Ronther who should be the one crying and feeling depressed was instead the one who consoled me, he kept telling me that he was okay , that it was okay and he did not hate me or any one for what happened, that he had moved on, and seeing the vivid apparition of his dead sister in a trance helped him to realize she would never have wanted him to keep on living like this because of what happened. We were still in bed when Wilma brought another tray of food for us and took the last one we did not touch, Ronther fed me and it seemed to lift my spirit, fo some reason I did not feel like leaving the bed or changing from his cloth, right now I was laying on his lap as he was still reading, I love when ever he is this serious but more importantly I wanted him to notice me as well, touch me, I just felt the urge to make love to him, I don’t know if to compensate or I just was horny and I did not care the reason I felt this way all I k
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