Clementine
I was still angry. I’d spent the two weeks stewing and building up more and more anger. I haven’t heard from any of the three men I seemed to of accumulated. I haven’t had any lessons this week. Not one. Mrs Lovell hadn’t even shown her face. The last time I saw her was when she was gloating to me about Emily’s pregnancy. She must be too busy filling their home with baby items. Good, I didn’t want babies. I’m glad Emily could do that for Quinn so that I don't have to.
The problem was, that when you’re used to sneaking around and having s*x every day, often multiple times, it’s a shock to the system when you’re celibate for two weeks. It didn’t seem long, but I needed a release and the anger rising in my blood was only getting worse. I kept considering finding my mate and cons
