I tucked it back into my sweats and had a seat on the couch, feet wide apart, pointing at a spot between my feet. It was one thing to be forced to give up her body as she was doing, but it was something altogether worse to be enjoying it. – thrust-thrust” I said loudly. The wolf started his car, and smiled as his prey exited the office and glanced up at the corner room. Sarah’s ‘man’ was home now, she could hear him coming thru the house as she finished cleaning Danny Goddard’s goo out of her. “Uppermost room, 313”
It was hard to not picture myself as a wolf. ‘when did u plan 2 stop with lover-boy?’ I sent back. She had tried to label this as relief that she was near the end of this ordeal, but deep down, something nagged at her, and Sarah understood what it was, she made a deliberate decision to ignore it. She could bury this awful segment of her life & rebuild/fix any damage done to her relationship.
