Chapter thirty-two - Paola

MS. Lillian Porter

It was a lot of sex in that bathroom, it even resulted in a delay of almost an hour. We are now in the car and my legs are not fully recovered, Adam is wild and insatiable.

In the first few weeks we started living together it had been sex after sex, at home and even at work. Once we almost got caught by the janitor in the meeting room, it was embarrassing having to stare at that gentleman for the rest of the week until I assumed he had forgotten.

" We're almost there. Will my father kill me for being late? " Adam asks bringing me back.

"As far as I know, your father does not tolerate delays. He got mad at Geneva once at the company, and she was only fifteen minutes late. "I remember.

"If he was still at the company you would be fired. "He makes fun of my tardiness.

"Of course not, I was late because we had sex, I probably wouldn't have had sex with your father. Your brother is enough. " You know when the words come out and you regret it the next moment? "I'm sorry.