boor in love

house where I wat

ime soon, we're wet, it's cold. Let's sleep the

ion, but it was better

ould be better than c

ks, seeking cover to hide and take a breath to continue. We entered a bui

r, hung down and signed something. We went to the elevator

oot. Damn… The person who lived there was very rich. Cass knew where the room, I took off my clothes and she to

bed on one couch a

e warmth and comfort se

h a good night's s

my bed. I moved, hugging the pillow smelly and stretched, feeling a vibe

I came across a very handsom

t are you doing in my

my

r employee, Cass, said you were out of the country and

ze dropped to his s

Show u

owned. “Who th

my size, col

in a panic, that she had run away

ed nervous. “This girl here? — He took a door portrait. Ca

direction and color I knew. — That's her, yes, but she doesn't look like this photo. - N

't trespass." Ca

o stay. I'm a UW student, I live across town, I don't have a criminal recor

oke q

rking at a

who need to work do

refected. — What is this girl doing? h

t

the other rooms. Not I know where she is an

s track team. An trespassing report will make me lose

kay? "He didn't seem

holding bac

t my clothes s

un

ly, picking up the

throom I found, changed

bedding and organized the sofa, picking up my

to the exit, I could s

taking everything out, opening my cases and all compartments. — This money

sink, look at my stuff. "If you see my niec

e." I do not need go through it again.

ed my face and ran out into the street, want

Cassidy, no Cassandra. She never mentioned t

too powerful to

d paint on their foreheads who

the photograph showe

r one of them. I crumpled up the note and threw it away, opening my door and lying on the bed. Gratitude for being there an

called my g

ike a kind of bag of studies, I enrolled in a care program and she had been selected so that they could analyze cases like hers. if knew how he

bought, I knew where the best places to shop and my drawer was full of coupons. I balanced

me alone in the house uncle, where I could have

ver know what I lived for.

nd a new friend and

e face carved by the gods. Cass's uncle, furious as he was, he deserved a painting.

s masculine and carried the air of extreme virility. And the

ly non-existent for the pure and simple reason that only there we

ith boys that I kissed and fucked. Not t

to find out if everything

tches with the curtain? Why did men think it was accept

s everything off. I won free sess