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The next day, I awoke to the alarm and went about my day as if nothing had happened. I attempted to suppress my constant thoughts of Madison and what I’d seen the night before. What I’d done the night before.
Courtney, you need to forget all that nonsense. It never happened.
The problem was, something had happened. Something big. And despite how many times I tried, I wasn’t able to convince myself that what had happened was a problem.
I need to see her n***d again, just to be sure.
The following evening I got ready for bed and hunkered in, Patricia sound asleep and snoring loudly as usual. After about an hour of waiting, the familiar scent of earthy cigar smoke tickled my nostrils. I pushed away my blankets and made my way to the c***k under the door, peering through in anticipation
