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Creepy Deliveries

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I shut the door blindly behind me, hands groping in the dim space as I desperately searched for the light switch.

I was finally home. After a hectic day of scrubbing tables, serving dishes, and avoiding the hooded stares of leech-looking men, I was now in my home.

The little apartment I shared with Nicole.

Sighing, I tossed my handbag on the small couch and walked straight to the kitchen. I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and popped the can open, taking a deep sip.

With my eyes closed and my thoughts racing, I allowed myself to ask the same question in my head for the umpteenth time since returning from my mini vacation.

How was Robert Clarke doing? What was he up to now? Did he miss me as much as I missed him? Did he think about me every night before bed? Did he even touch himself as he thought of me like I did as I thought of him?

Every night since I left Miami, I’d pleasured myself with sex toys or my fingers. With every orgasm that coursed through me, I imagine
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