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Her threat to start calling felt very real, and verywhile I ith Hannah, and I wanted to be with Hannah all the tiht had been hell

I had driven Hannah hoirl ever made me come that fast and that hard with her ered uard I liked being provoked I wanted nothing more than to blow by Hannah's house, drive her to my apartment, bend her over the kitchen counter, and spank her until she cried And fuck her hard andunder my skin

The worst part was, I could see Hannah's disappointment when I pulled up to her house She tried to play it off, but she was a shit actress She'd just givenlife and I must have seeht so abruptly? Why else wouldn't I take her to my place?

The questions were plain in her eyes, and the hurt

She thanked for

How could I have Hannah over when every corner of irlfriend! A female resides here! Look, tampons!"

Step one: buy time

Subject: Dynamite

Sender: Matthew R Sky Jr

Date: Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Ti Hannah,

I have plans after work that will go on indefinitely, so if you don't hear froht you know the reason

Matt

I sent the eet rid of the suspicious labeled food in my freezer

It would be a shame to throw out the food, and anyway, I'ht about Bethany cooking and labeling thethe question--why not just break up with her? Call her and do the deed Make this right It had to happen

But not yet

Duirlfriend over the phone while she was on vacation felt about as wrong as cheating on her under the sas

Shit, think about this later

"Matthew?" Pam's clipped voice cah the kitchen "Look, I need a favor I need you to swing by and pick soes for me?"

Poor Paridlock of Tupperware in my freezer Pam was the only person I kneould store and return these without asking any questions To her, I was sies?" I said, closing the freezer "Ms of frozen an to coht listening to hiphop would help distract iness ofs: pictures of Bethany and I, all my photo albums, her razors, makeup, shampoo, and other toiletries, her jewelry and clothes,to royalties and fil Yeah, like Hannah would look inparanoid

I locked the stuff in the trunk ofa trunk on a body This was getting seriously fucked up Another surge of guilt went through me as I made my way back up to my apartment

I felt like I'd taken a ten- left to eat besides a few cans of soup, pasta, and cereal Awesome

It was 7:00 pm

It took me all day to transform my apart dirty and hollow Plus, I missed Hannah I missed her voice and the candied scent of her sha, her wet cunt

I checkedelse

I added a couple paragraphs to The Surrogate They were dry and plodding co fantasies of Hannah

I could call her, but I'd already blown her off for the day Besides, I didn't want to come off as some loser with no life

Was I a loser with no life? I needed to schedule an appointment with my psychiatrist He always helped me think my way out of corners, and he was one of a handful of people who knew that Matthew Sky was M Pierce

He didn't spare me hard truths, either I just wasn't sure I wanted to hear the hard truths about Hannah

I already knew that the price of great pleasure is great pain

I also knew that this thing with Hannah would hit the ground sooner or later and she would be hurt, god help me, and I wouldn't be able to protect her--to protect her frohts becaned myself to a date with my hand and my poor sketch of Hannah (and the ainst ot out of the shower I saw I'd missed two calls

Both from Hannah

I pulled on a pair of boxers and called her back

"Matt?"

"Hey" I smiled compulsively at the sound of her voice My cock perked up, too Perfect, just call"You called?"

"Yeah Matt, I"

Maybe it was because I'd just been knee deep insense of dread

"Go on," I said quietly

"Well, first off, are you busy? I know you said you'd be busy I don't want to--"

"No! No" I ruffled ations sooner than expected I' around"

Okay, could have phrased that better