They must think you’re something special. But you and I know better, don’t we?? He said, pushing me down on his cock especially hard. ?The three ...f us know you’re just a cheap fuck!? His foot kicked out with another especially violent thrust, kicking an empty beer can into four more of the dozens littering the basement. ?You could be replaced by a wet twat that screams when you beat it, and no one would know the difference!? I tried to yell out an instinctive denial, but nothing but a. The State Theatre had been a grand theatre in the fifties, but currently showed porno movies. The developer intended to restore its nostalgic class and have it show first- run, non-mainstream films. Alice would be doing the interior design of the re-done theatre and had been given a tour of the lobby by a somewhat embarrassed representative of the developer."We'll come back another time when there isn't a movie being shown," he told her.A couple of times the theatre doors open as men came out. He wasn’t like the other creeps who’d send me emails. He was a gentleman. It was just a bonus that he was so good looking. We sexted quiet a lot and Yug was aware of it. Along with the pictures we shared our deepest secrets and confessions with each other but never met. We came across a lot of coincidences like having the same date of birth and being from the same caste. He was a player, a charmer and knew exactly the way to melt any woman.And here he was, in my actual life, walking towards me. I inhaled deeply as I opened my eyes, the ocean view just beyond the patio coming into focus. I glanced down at the clock on the side table, only to groan at the realization I had not slept in on my day off.My left hand slid from under my pillow to extend across the satin sheets looking for someone it didn’t find. I lifted my head, freeing my pillow to be removed by the right hand as the left retrieved hers. My head came to rest in her pillow, bunched in my arms and cool to the touch. I closed.