wow.’ ‘I know.’ Angel said. ‘This.’ She said. ‘Not to be rude, but you look like someone who’s trying to drink away their pain, and let me tell you that’ll only leed to addiction and…’ ‘Yeah, whatever.’ Jane said. ‘But it is more potent though, just a few drops and you’ll feel… It was gross, it tasted strangely bitter and extremely salty at the same time. ‘Just relax, just enjoy, just surrender.’ She whispered. Angel’s hand was once more rubbing her thigh. In her teenage years and early adult hood before she got married she’d been on quite and experimental strike. Angel shrugged and gave her a cheeky smile. It could be that someone had parked in his parkingspot, or that the dishes hadn’t been done, or it could be the other way round, that he got angry because she had done the dishes and he now couldn’t find his favorite mug, that was just in cupboard where it was supposed to go. She pressed her lips together and surpressed a moan. ‘Okay,’ she said nodding.
