Christmas Eve. And me, just knowing him and his brother. Yes, I should just smile, make the best of it. “How can I convince you to stay?” His words were muffled between our lips. She had neither said ‘yes’ nor ‘no’. But it was the only chance to see David at this time of the year. “I would find something, I usually do.”
“Yes, you do.” David followed me, embraced me again. A group of young girls walked past. I had to find some kind of shelter. Deeper and deeper, faster, harder. His fingers found their way to my clit, he started to rub it. His fingers found their way to my clit, he started to rub it. Another coin landed in the Cup I had placed on the pavement and I murmured a “Thanks and Merry Christmas”. For the first time since I had left him the last time he kissed me. “Maybe I should just go before I ruin everything.” “That would ruin everything.
