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Then she kissed me and reached down and showed me what she could do. I also said quite a few other things before I ran out of breath. If sex ever caught on it would destroy the body pillow industry. I wondered if I should, but knew he always liked when I did. It was as great as always when I made him come and felt him filling me up.
He seemed just as skilled with his implements as I was. He put on Workout by Hank Mobley, and we sat on the sofa and talked about stalking people. No one for anywhere near as long as me, and I was the first he had deliberately let spot him. I felt his hands on my back and thigh, and my breast pressed against his side. He had been doing it off and on for the last year or so. When I finished my wine, he set our glasses on the end table, leaned forward, and kissed me. Our tongues flirted, and I gnawed on his lip a bit. He had always stopped following someone if he thought he had been spotted. A few minutes later Clara and I found ourselves back in my apartment and still sitting on the sofa. I slimed my way toward her center, burrowed through some of her hair, and lapped up her juices. I sucked her clitoris into my mouth and nibbled it. She said she knew she was presumptuous, but she wanted to help people, to become a Warrior like me. I didn't have any special ability of my own, just a few things I had picked up from Thom. We sat down with our food and I asked her what she thought about the link being a source of energy?
So I drove her to a late night pizza place that had a few tables. But it had supported her and connected her to people before I saved her. She swallowed what she was eating and closed her eyes.
I cleaned myself up before I got into bed with him.
But he loved both of us, I knew that even if he didn't. Our both being with Thom had created a link between us.
21 Something Good I said we could make it into something good. She saw now that she didn't have to be afraid, that they were people like her. The faith itself was all that mattered, and the will to carry on when that faith was shaken.
It was more her faith in me that let me do what I did. It could be faith in yourself, your friends, god, a breakfast cereal, or just a generalized faith in existence, that the world would somehow find a way keep going.
And besides, he wasn't happy unless he had something to worry about.