That's not to say I won't give out more in the future, but I'm kind of hoping I don't. I'm really overextended as it is already. But it's just that if...I love somebody, I can't just decide to un-love them, even though I love other people already."She thought, SIX?! God dammit! You evil fucking BASTARD! The number shouldn't surprise me after what I saw at the Thanksgiving meal, let alone at the Pestridge house this morning, but still, it's like a blow to the gut to hear it. Four even, somehow. "o-okay. I'm sorry you had to come save me over something so silly..." I sort of mumbled. Robby lifted me away from him so he could look at me. I'm not ugly, but I have hardly any curves, and I'm anorexic, all of my bones are visible except in the face. I know Robby is going to feel really bad about what we did, but I hope he doesn't stop. Then he pulled me close again, and kissed me. "I still have to go to work baby, and don't worry about me saving you, it's nothing for someone as beautiful as. I slowly was stroking my cock and she spread her legs. Her left leg was resting on top of my right leg and where they met was like fire. She started with her fingers. One hand she used on her nipples, alternating between tits and the right hand was working on her pussy from the outside. She was pretty much staring at my cock and when I got a drop of precum on the tip she actually moaned. She then used her left hand to spread her pussy lips and she rubbed the vibrator on her large clit. She had. Of course, that would be a terrible idea, and now that I was no longer doing my thinking downstairs, I could see that. Still, I could see the mental anguish playing out on her face, and I pitied her. I was having trouble with it myself. We were both standing on a precipice, one missed step away from plummeting into…what? I honestly wasn’t sure where this metaphor was going. Did the pit represent some kind of deeper relationship that we were in danger of falling into, or was our fragile.