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Look up. there's nothing there but open space.
My pants slid down my legs, and I realized he'd gotten up. I risked opening my eyes to see him watching me while he discarded my pants and panties.
And then there was my reflection in the mirror.
The further we walked, the worse it got. The lines at the two different coffee vendors I was familiar with were a clear sign they were going to make a killing today.
He must have taken hold of the pillow because when I tried to pull on it to swing again, there was resistance. And then I was being pushed onto my back.