Friday, September 20, 2013

strangers in hotels

He kissed fiercely, with his teeth. Engulfed my entire mouth. Chewed my tongue. Rough fingering. Decent fucking though. I was getting ready to leave and he pushed me facedown onto the bed and I protested a little and definitely could have said no, but I spread my legs and allowed him to continue. And now I’m at home, wearing red truck’s shirt, eating pizza in bed, watching It’s Always Sunny, and pretending that I don’t care that this is what I’m turning back into.

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