He phoned me and stated his current ware bouts.I saw him and he saw me, it was a beautiful moment like only eyes were talking. I came to my senses and...shook hands with him and we proceeded to my room. Since he has to go back, we hurried to our room.Once there, we sat on the bed talking about the stuff and talked about how the dating app and its users are.After a while, he asked if I could close the door. I understood and closed the door. I looked deep in his eyes and he started removing his. Laughter rang out in the room. “How long was he feigning sleep?” Miki asked.“Just a moment or two,” Ashley said as I sat up. I looked over and realized that my lover was wearing a cheerleader vest and skirt.“Who said you could get dressed?” I asked mock sternly.“Mark Parker. Four weeks ago,” Ashley said firmly. “He didn’t want me naked all the time.”“And I don’t,” I said as I put my hands on her shoulders and dragged her forward for a kiss.“You seem happy,” I whispered as we broke the kiss.“Of. " She's always irate about something." A pissed-off ex..." Who might not have been an 'ex' if she knew how to smile..." And all the baggage I bring with me..." Back to that horde of barbarians and me and my broom. I love you, angel..." This crap is because I wasn't exactly an angel, Barry." You've told me. I accept that. It's history. That's all. History." You sure, Barry?" I said it softly. He looked at my eyes. He does that, like he's reading my heart."Jessica Spinetti, I love YOU. The 'you'. And Jeff lifted one of my legs and rested my ankle on my hard smoothly muscled shoulder, and then grasped my hands and lifted them over my head, one hand pinning both of them down. I felt my surrender complete, pinned down and helpless and wanting to give in, wanting him to take my body and use it for his pleasure, and his eyes gleamed and "Yes," he said, "You want it. You want it bad. You ready to get assfucked?" and I nodded, yes yes yes YES, and his free hand stroked my cheek like I was a.