‘Nobody in the village knows of anywhere else but here. Where else could they run to?’ The quickest route to the deep water inlet that acted as ha...bour for the villagers’ rafts was across the fine sands of the beach, but the couple decided against allowing themselves to be so visible across such a distance and instead took a more circuitous route over some grassy sand hillocks and through a tangle of woodland. Demure reasoned that it was best for two women who were clearly on the run to attract. I told John I was horny as fuck and needed some pussy and he just laughed and said he would have an English Muffin with peanut butter and see me whenever I got home- I rang back out to the truck, then remembered I forgot the poppers, so ran back in the house to get them out of the freezer and kissed my man on the way out the door saying I love you babe!WHICH I DO!When I got to Alicia’s apartment building, I just dialed the code and let myself in… and hell yeah, I was stripping every piece of. Over the years our relationship had grown in comfort, but neither of us had made a commitment to the other and she'd seemed happy with that. It had seemed too late to say anything especially as her depression grew. One evening we'd got totally drunk and she told me that she was contemplating suicide. The next day she was seriously hung over and we affected not to know what she'd told me; that day I cleared out the medicine cabinet of old, half-used prescriptions and began to consider the. He studies her mouth for the ten thousandth time. The mouth that kisses him good morning on the shoulder while he shaves. The mouth that bids him farewell as they part ways for the day. The mouth that greets him when the day's work is done. The mouth that shares her daily ambitions, triumphs, and setbacks. The mouth that so often says 'yes' to him. The mouth that engulfs him. The mouth that whispers those naughty little motivators at just the right moment. The mouth that calls out his.