" We are more than married! We are Bondmates!"The vitriol coming from his mouth slammed into Pxl'Fair, "Bullshit. We did not get married last night. Y...u hoovered me, that is all. There was no ceremony; I wasn't even awake for it. Slut-bag, face it, I am just a teenager. I am too young to be getting married. I still go to high school for Christ's Sake. Hell, look at me. I am no bigger than you." Looking downward, "My Johnson, hah that is a crock of shit, that Johnson, as Cassie likes to say, is. Her trousers were pulled tight across her bum and she was balanced on one leg, the other extended as a counterweight.I stopped and simply looked.Mom is no spring chicken; she's in her early forties and not the sort of woman who's going to be described as a MILF. Taller than the average at five feet ten inches she's slender with correspondingly small breasts and a bum that's a bit on the large size. Pear shaped without being in anyway rounded is how I'd describe her.Facially she's ordinary,. His guy had been sending me messages, bugging me, sending me hot pics of himself. He was so hot, so one day I "Caved" in and agreed to hook up with him in a nearby hotel. He offered me to pay for the room and the sex, so I was a happy gurl :DHe instructed me to doll up like a emo, so I did. Black makeup and lipstick, light foundation, nosering and hooops in my ears. My black superstraight hair was all shiny with a pink hairband and a pink rose. I put on a black, offshoulder top and a red bra. But, if anyone asks why I’m flushed and sweaty, I’ll blame it on the heat.I went to the nurse’s station and Amy, the charge nurse, asked, “I have some free time, do you need some help with any of your patients?”“Well, if you want to change Mr. Green’s dressing on his arm in room 20 that would be great. I have to catch up on some paperwork here. All the supplies are in his room already on the window ledge. Thanks Amy, I owe you one.”Little does SHE know. I need a break from Anthony’s sexy.