Lust next door
On and on it went, Lara was getting increasingly frustrated with me, the alcohol in my system dulled the edges around the world.
Finally, we picked someone.
A Cam? Jim?
Even thinking about his name now, I can’t remember past the fact that he had glasses on, and had a killer smile.
I took him home and he was a terrible kisser.
He bit me countless times, at first I had been in a hurry to burn a hole through the memory of Hosea’s kisses, until he drew blood.
I had excused myself to the bathroom, and we met in the living room again.
Thankfully, he left quietly after I said I wasn’t interested anymore.
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