“Um this is isn’t a shirt, it’s a dress.”“Even better.” He lifted her arms and followed with pulling the dress up and threw it right on to... of his shirt on the floor.He leaned back so she could lay across him and kiss him and let her hands wander all over his chest and over his belt buckle.“Wait,” he said.“What’s wrong?”“Nothing. I want to enjoy this moment. It’s been a while,” he responded cautiously.“She really hurt you didn’t she?” Diana asked, fully knowing the response, and mindlessly. He adjusts his jeans, gropes there a moment.I dig a condom out of my purse and toss it at him.“Are you serious?” he asks, setting his beer on the counter.“You might not want to think you’re fucking me but you still are,” I say.His belt buckle clinks when he undoes his pants.I take the paper bag and pull it over my head. Now I’m a princess and I hear the sound of him tearing the condom wrapper. I smile behind my shield of brown paper.The air in the room is cold, but his hands are colder when he. More

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