I deserve to be dumped. The scarlet heart glares at me, an unblinking eye on glossy cardstock. The swords plunge deep, and the blood dripping from th...ir exposed tips is the color of a valentine. I wonder if my blood would look that vibrant if I were to take one of the razor blades from my little utility knife and use it to slit my wrists. Up the river, not across the street. If I do this, it won’t be one of those cries for help. The last thing I want is to wake up in a hospital bed with my. Liz and I &hellip, were a couple of school years &hellip, she mutters, telling me her year group. I hope you dont think were &hellip, err &hellip, Becca pauses. Shes apparently not sure what to say next. Her face turns red as she lifts it up toward mine. Were both leaning against the kitchen sink, next to all the dirty plates and glasses. I swallow. Is she standing this far into my space because she wants to kiss me? I dont think youre anything, I pause, other than totally cool. I breathe in. Her body was wetter with the soup of sweat from the three of us. My chest slipped against her wet breasts. She smelled of lovemaking. Because I had just released, it took me a while, but I think Roy’s hands on her nipples must have excited her since she released twice before I did.Roy looked across her breasts at me, while I lay next to her recovering from my second time.“Guess it’s time for bed,” he said.He got up, gathered his clothes, and went into the back bedroom. It was thoughtful of him. He is a very gentle person andthough he is a man, he is more of a woman. We haven't done anything andit drives him crazy that I won't be his dom. I am too submissive forthat. Then again he said I was a natural. He has educated me andremoved any doubt and ignorance in the lifestyle. We moved in togetherand we fight over the chores when I am home. I think picking a sillything to fight over has helped our relationship grow. It strange to seehim in a suit today as I look over at him.My.