I smiled, pulled the dildo out, and sat up on the bed. The plastic toy felt like a joke compared to the real thing standing right in front of me. My heart pounded against my ribs, but for the first time in months, it wasn't from fear—it was from raw hunger. I gathered my courage and wrapped my arms around his neck.

 

Looking into his eyes, I said, "I know you're here to give me a piece of the action. And what I want... I want you to fuck me the way I watched you fuck my mom!"

 

The words hung heavily in the air, a final bridge burned between...