“Can you get me some water for after I take it?”
She nodded, holding up her water bottle. “See! . . . “We were great coworkers, and better friends. Her ownership ritual. . “After she miscarried, he beat her so savagely that she . .”
She trailed off as she washed herself.I know that song. She throated me, grabbing my balls and squeezing gently. . “I know what it’s like to be beaten savagely.” I whispered. “These-“ She gestured to the pill bottles. “That was . He cleared his throat after a long minute of reflection. “Don’t worry about it.” She moved towards me, touched my chest, and started unbuttoning my shirt. And regret. Before I could realize, Kiya had taken a giant swig of water, stood on top of a bench over me, and spit all the water into my mouth. As she walked away, I pulled off my shoes, stripped my clothes, and left them in a heap on the floor. When I walked in, the both turned and looked me up and down.
