It's not always about sex, Anita, sometimes it's just about being close. Richard screamed, and stood up, dumping me to the floor. My heart thundering inside my body. Again, he said.
It wasn't sex that was a commitment for me anymore. But he didn't. As if he would choke on the fear. Nothing but the warmth and movement of him, and the awkwardness of having a near stranger that close to me.
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