I needed to concentrate on Pablo. I needed to generate a clean separation between him and Amber. Something that would allow her to continue without hi.... I would most likely lose her in the process, but Lizzy needed her mother and Amber needed Lizzy. Maybe it would earn me a bit a redemption. I could use some of that. My phone vibrated as I started to pull into my drive. I pulled off, out of sight of the house. An email from Frank contained a picture of Pablo and Samantha. Amber was Samantha or. I didn't want to get in trouble with him as I did with another boss for accidentally hitting on the guy. So word slipped I was gay (not that I hide it) and he seemed fascinated. He revealed, easily, that he was 'bi' and that he was dating a guy at the moment but was unsure. And lo and behold, here was my boss, easily twice my age (I'm in my 20's myself) asking me about dating advice! I did my best to keep it professional but it never seemed to work. From then on my co-workers (lovingly) teased. Fuck, my pussy hurts. What will relieve it?I can’t sit still, I can’t stand still, I can’t move without it setting off my pain receptors. They are on such high alert. I feel like I’m going crazy. I feel like I need to claw my way out of my skin. What the hell is happening to me?! How did I get home this morning? Why don’t I remember? When I went to the bathroom, there was so much blood. What did they do to me? Where did they tear me?! Wait, I know the answer; in the two places that. With as much as he’d drank and smoked it didn’t surprise her . She got back into what she was doing and he did it again. She was thrown off a bit but picked up his rhythm again quickly. She had her hands on his thighs this whole time and her arms were starting to cramp up. She tried letting them hang at her sides. This threw her off her rhythm, so she tried them in front. It wasn’t bad but she felt like she looked impatient. What could she do with them? She finally put them behind her.