I was about to see my daddy. ******* Eli Gracia hasn’t been himself since the night he slept with Liana. He couldn’t stop thinking about her. She ...as everywhere. He couldn’t concentrate on work. He was determined to let her go, but every time he saw Amanda, he thought of Liana. It would be so effortless to ask Amanda for Liana’s number, but he felt as though he would be acting out of the ordinary. If Liana wanted him as much as he wanted her, then she would find him. She would make the next. " He sighs."Make Beth beg." I bit his ear and he hisses. About a minute later, I can hear Beth mewing softly as Alex's fingers begin working her over. Soon, she's crying out, Alex was pumping her steadily and I'm banging him hard. Our quiet all-day screw rapidly becomes a race to see who could finish loudest, fastest.It's Alex on both counts but I'm not far behind him. Beth stretches lazily, "Hmmm. Mornin' Peter. How's Barb?"I feel another grin spread across my face. "What makes you think I. Theres some oxygen tubing here, four boxes, some guedal airways, size 3…twelve here. Whats in this box? Tom said, tapping another box with his foot. Holly pushed her long brown hair back from her face and bent over to pull the box from under the shelf. Yankeurs, she replied, rummaging through. I think its a full box. Fifty, give or take a couple. They worked their way along the row of boxes on this wall, slowly working their way up the shelves. Holly eventually needing to use the stepladder. I haven’t the right. I want to step back, to leave this man, this poet, for someone else to find, but I cannot. He is there, his heart beating steady against my hand, and I am not possessed of the power to let him go. I feel the tears, building at the back of my eyes, threatening to spill over. I turn away, frantically. He can’t see me this way, know the depth of my pain, my need. But he touches me and I am lashed by that touch, rendered powerless. So I stay. Pulling me, back to belly, he.