Buried but not forgotten, six feet of dirt couldn't silence her wails
Letting her guard down and allowing the degree of her susceptibility to be augmented, was the worst mistake she had ever made.
She was spent and reasonably drained, but to remain sprawled on the bed while he rummaged for something in one of the wall units, was something she was not going to do. The amicable ambience had faded, the fantasy had died and she was left dealing with mental strife.
She flung her legs over the bed edge, nude, she felt indecent, a prickling pang of pain shot up her pelvic region and she couldn't ignore that sensation of fluid dribbling down her walls- so covering up was the last thing on her mind. Bemused and emotionally battered, she studied him attentively and
