Therefore, the rapping on the door was totally unexpected, as was Sand falling in to her arms weeping when she opened it.“I’ve left him,” she cr...ed.“Good.” was all Marianne had to say and held her close until the tears subsided.A few hours later, they sat catching up and drinking tea.It seemed as if the years between had never happened, they fell back in to conversation and familiarity.“He was right of course, I do have no where to go. I have the clothes I’m standing up in and a few quid in my. ‘Okay,’ I said, ‘You can wear it, but it’s at your own risk! I worked out in it earlier this week.’ She only laughed, ‘I know, that’s why it smells like you, silly! Now turn around, I need to change my pants.’ ‘Hang on,’ I interrupted, ‘before you do that, can you pass me a bottle of water? I need to take my meds.’ She tossed me some water and twirled her finger, indicating it was time for me to turn around. I took the opportunity to take off my shirt, tie, pants and socks myself. I didn’t care. She let out a moan of pleasure. I moved backwards and she followed. I hit the edge of my bed and fell backwards and she climbed on top of me. Our tongues made love to each other. I felt like if I didn't stop kissing her, the world would explode, but I didn't give a fuck. She pulled back and in one quick motion whipped her dress off and tossed it on the ground. She was naked, not even wearing panties. She started to take her heels off but I told her to keep them on. Something about a girl. " So anyway, she told me to get out and not to bother coming back." Do you think Brian knows?" I wouldn't doubt it." Why doesn't he stop it?" Who knows? He's a nice guy. But in my experience nerdy nice guys are wimps. He is probably too afraid to say anything." Yeah, she might cut him off."More laughing and then car doors slamming and I heard them drive off. I slowly stood up and stood there staring at the ramp they had driven up and wondered how in the hell I was ever going to be able to work.
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