Six months later...
19th of February 2020.
"I cut your neck..." strokes Angelica"s little finger under Ira"s chin. The collar buckle clicks softly when she takes it off. But she bends down giving a soft kiss on the wound.
"It"ll fade" Ira whispers, and his big hand gently caresses her skinny arm...
"It will" a sweet smile on her blushed face as she sighs.
"Angie..." says Ira softly watching her as she takes the cream out of the drawer.
"HM?" she turns halfway flashing a small smile. "If we continue like this, we"re really going to need a safe word..."
"No need for it so far..." wonders Ira, as Angelica pours the cream.
"I doubt it will disappear in two days. This way you can"t go to work," she says quietly.
"Homeoffice... If it"s work... Are you and Rumina getting along?" Angelic
