*CORA*
Tristan had said we should forget that night ever happened.
But how could I ever forget?
When we had gone at it for hours?
When it had felt like he had always wanted to do that to me because he kept making me c*m?
It had started out as a drunken night.He had lost a business deal of his and he was drinking at the cellar.
Because I was so much in love with him at that night.I had tried to console him by telling him some jokes and even drinking with him.
We had gotten drunk.
He claimed he had always touched me because he was drunk but I believed that we weren’t that drunk to not know what we were knowing because I was fully aware of every second of it.
He had suddenly pulled me into his arms and whispered.
“You said you wanted to be of comfort,can I do a
