CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Marni
“I am not making progress!”
Back in the apartment, we’re both naked. Charlie told me to undress as soon as we got home from John Berman’s, so I did. But still John’s words throb like an evil mantra in my brain. Over and over, like a nightmare that won’t end, until I’m finally shouting. We’re suppose to be jumping in bed for s*x—and my god! the energy in the room is practically igniting orgasms in the ethers. But this proclamation comes out first before I can spread my legs. Before Charlie can get to my cunt and remove the disk.
At the moment of my outburst, he was walking toward the bathroom. Now hearing my cry, he stops and slowly turns around.
I can see he’s stunned. “What?” He c***s his head a bit questioning me.
“I just spent the afternoon being as submissi
