She climbed on with me and held both me and coffee while I drank." Last night," I said. "We didn't . . . I didn't . . . I mean we—"She put her arm round my shoulder. "Mr Flaythm. Last night you were in no condition to do anything. I managed to get you up here and you just sparked out." I just wondered," I said, taking another mouthful of the hot coffee."Why? What if we had? Would it have mattered?" Yes," I giggled — it must have been the after effects of all the booze. "Because I'd have had no memories to treasure of the experience." No need to be sarcastic!" she said harshly."I'm not being." Yes you are. I've seen the way you look at my tits, thinking, bloody hell, look at those horrible saggy old jugs."I don't think that at all." Oh really? What then?" It's a bit embarrassing," I said, looking into my coffee mug and taking another mouthful, my head clearing rapidly."Why? We're on your bed together, I'm wearing your dressing gown — and not a lot underneath." Really?" I. He held it above her head, and swiftly lowered it over her. Her body safe inside his shirt, she slowly extended her arms through the sleeves before cradling herself once again. Rich then ripped off another paper towel and again, wet it. He then, ever so gently, put the towel between her legs, and softly pressed it to the red inflammation there. Angel jumped at his touch, and she let out a pained whimper. Let it sit there a bit, Rich moved the hair from Angels face. A few bruises were forming on her cheeks and around her eyes. But, she was calmer now. The bumps on her skin were gone, and her breathing, although it was still ragged, was at least at a better pace. Rich lifted the shirt on Angels body to look at the reddish bruises already taking form and color on Angels ribs and stomach. Even her thighs were bruised. Want to tell me what happened? Angel tensed, rolling over the memory of what happened, he wanted to pay me to watch me fuck his dog. And you said no? Angel couldnt tell.
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