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She grabsme

“Go back to your wife, killer You chose her I’m just a whore you fucked because there was no one else around in the face of death”

I frown She couldn’t be , but I understand that I caused this mess I chose Phoenix, and Liesel thinks I still hate her She doesn’t know I’ve spenther

And now that I’ve had her, I can’t i any other woman but her

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Liesel

Sleep was impossible

Even though I had e queen-sized bed to myself, sleep never came And neither did I

After Langston suddenly left, I touched myself I rubbed furiously while I tried to finish the job Langston started No ah It’s like ston

I get out of bed as soon as the sun starts rising My clothes are ripped froston, so I walk to the small closet in the room and put on a hotel robe

My fingers and body wreak of sex My hair is a et to the bathrooh the coston haven’t woken up yet I don’t want Phoenix to think I fucked Langston last night And I don’t want Langston to realize I still haven’t come

I open my door carefully, and my eyes peek around the dark room I don’t see anyone

I creep out, tiptoeing across the room as to not wake anyone

Irooston stand in the doorway Phoenix is wearing a robe just like mine Her hair is bushy on her head, h

er cheeks war but his boxers behind her