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Divine Delirium
I have not seen Tyler for the past two days. I don't know what his excuse is; mine is still the whole steal his heart thing. It has scared the living shit back into me. I have just walked away from the altar. A relationship is the last thing I want or need now.
I want to go to the pool, but I am not sure if I should wear a swimsuit or not. I have no idea if he is up at the main house. I bought a new swimsuit from the shop in town; I think I will wear it. It is a nice two-piece white lace set.Regardless of this thing hanging over Tyler and me, I still just want to have sex with him. This built-up desire and hunger are driving my body insane.When I get to the pool, he is not there; I do not see his truck up at the house either. I spent the best of the afternoon in the sun; by the time I head back, there is no sign of Tyler yet.Back at the house, I pour myself a glass of wine and sprawl myself over the couch. Then there is a knockRelated chapters
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