Chapter 43: Highway-Therapy

Taylor

Promptly at 6:00 a.m., Work It by Missy Elliott wakes me. I silence my alarm before texting Jackson.

Me: I’m awake

Jackson: Me too Kennedy will be down soon.

I nervously retrieve my utensils from the towel on the vanity where I dried them last night. I toss the extra pillows on the bed, select my vibrator for the day from my drawer, crack the door, and climb under the covers.

Kennedy peeks her head in several minutes later, and I motion for her to come on in. Her tender smile conveys all I need to know. I tuck the jar of sperm between my thighs. I again mentally walk myself through the entire process. I withdraw the sperm, use the syringe, and complete ‘The Deed.’

My morning orgasm relaxes me such that I fall instantly back to sleep until later my ringing phone wakes me. Looking at the display screen, I see it’s nine-thirty, and Jorge is calling. It’s about time he called me. I connect the call. Before I can speak, he says hi.

As we talk, I glance around the bed, noticing I di