I can hardly explain how it had been almost two years since we had seen each other. Two years since our flesh has touched, since I’ve heard his crazy laugh in person, since his lips touched mine, since we did incredibly delicious erotic things to one another. I mean the whole world knows why, but…
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SEE PART 1 HERE ********** It had been so long since I had seen him that laying on the couch, curled up next to him, sharing a yogurt and fruit felt especially poignant. Not only had we not seen each other in seven months, but we wouldn’t see each other for at least another seven…
When I arrive at his flat, my Sex Scienstist is in the tub, his long lean body stretched out relaxing in the hot water, playing a trivia game on his phone- he’s winning of course. I settle into his flat, drop the food I brought in the kitchen, strip down to my panties, and go…
Two months into the routine of weekly summaries, you know the drill. ********** Monday– I got up early this morning so the movers could come and take everything I’d packed to storage. They came and made quick work of it. I didn’t have a lot of stuff and it was all packed on the truck…