I bite down on my lower lip while my hips rock forward slightly, pressed up against the counter at four words that Joe's said, innocent as you please. I take a deep breath to try and calm myself down, but it's not working so much. "I want you to fuck me," I say, head bent down, hands scrubbing the dirt from the plates.
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Date: 2009-06-06 02:09 pm (UTC)