I made the first move, touching his knee and then sliding my hand up his inner thigh. We fucked—fast—in the laundry room, where we had a view of the driveway in case my mom came back. What I never suspected is that things would ever escalate from there.
No1 is intimidated by you.
As it happens, not much writing gets done. They go for walks, watch movies, gossip over dinner. Nina, the narrator, has recently escaped a toxic marriage.
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