Chapter Eleven: ChangeOliver does not come knocking to this door. Surely that would be too easy.
They do not cross paths for weeks, though she comes to his home every night and lets him have his way with her. She leaves well before Oliver returns, and he is able to catch a few hours of sleep before he is awake again and listening to the sound of Oliver f*****g into her tight hole. It is nothing short of miraculous, how something so innocent can crave s*x so much.
Sometimes they talk, but more often than not, they have s*x.
Once, she almost calls her out name. Thankfully, she prefixes it with "Mist-" and catches herself, cutting off abruptly. It had filled him with a twisted sort of pleasure then, but he begins to ask questions.
"What did you say, baby?"
"Nothing, daddy," she says, whi
