Page 49 of Scared Love

”Where did you sleep last night?” I ask

“On the couch,” he says matter-of-factly.

“Oh OK.”

“Baby girl?”

“Mmmhmm?” I’m sliding the first bite of pancake into

my mouth admiring his dick, caught up in the thought of

his dick being in my mouth or sliding in and out of my

pussy.

” My eyes are up here,” he says, chuckling.

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I choke on my food and I reach for my glass of

orange juice.

“There are fresh towels in the bathroom and I got you

some new outfits so after you get done eating and staring at

me,go get you a shower” he laughs to himself as he walks

away.

As I walk to the bathroom, I glance around the cabin

taking it in,again. It’s very clean and very bright. I didn’t

expect the cabin to be so clean. There aren’t any family

pictures or anything I can use to learn more about his life. I

don’t know anything about him except his name. Does he

have a family? Does he have a secret wife?

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I shut the bathroom door as I start undressing. I notice

the long mirror in the bathroom and I glimpse all the scars

covering my body. I hate them! I hate myself!

I slowly step into the shower as I haven’t had a real shower

in years. I stand under the warm stream letting it flow down

me as the filth runs off of me. I’ve taken showers

throughout the years, of course. I just never feel clean

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