The chugging sound of the coffee maker drew me into silent retrospection. Why? Was it the habit of me that drove her away? The coffee maker chugged to...a stop like an old car kept alive too long and I poured a cupful into my well-stained mug. Milk, two spoons of sugar, stir. Habit. I never had liked coffee, but she had taught me to enjoy the bitter sweetness that now just seemed to stick in my throat. Her empty cup across the table caught my eye as I sat down. * * * * * Her hand is there as I. Molly saw this and ran quickly but quietly into the bathroom hiding behind the door.‘Who is it?’ Carrie asked. Molly could sense the fear in her voice.‘No-one- must be my mind playing tricks’ Molly heard Tom shutting the door and heard the bed squeak as he sat on the bed. Molly sighed with relief- she would’ve been in such big trouble if she had of been caught. She creeped out of the bathroom and went back into her room. She continued rubbing her clit- thinking about Uncle Tom and his long. More

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