Nefretiri
I stretched, my body pleasantly achy from the multiple assaults of pleasure I shared with Ivan. We never did talk; the subjects were too difficult to bring up, and I know that wasn't helpful. Yet, letting go of that pent-up fear and anger was also needed. It was somehow cathodic but also effective. I felt lighter and less weighed down, and I'm unsure if that makes me a bad person or just broken.
Maybe both.
I was exhausted. It's hard to explain, but I felt like I was alive in my body and not in some realm of my soul. That meant I had all the aches and pains you get from pushing yourself to the limits with non-stop sex. Now, I felt like I'd slept forever, my eyes glued shut and my muscles complaining when I tried moving. Still, I needed to adjust. The sun was getting in my eyes, and my side was stiff from laying in the same position for too long.
Wait!
