She hit the bed with her fist.

You, working your way into my heart through my pants, its so aggravating. How do I justify this, why? Why! Just because you touch me?

Fucker!

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She lay there in silence. Her mind silent, empty for a long time.

Her heart softening:

He could come with me.

At that moment she heard him walk past her door, heard his door close. She looked toward the wall separating them.

Fuck, I'm never going to get to sleep tonight. Her mind swirled to being cornered with my back against the wall in the kitchen, his hands all over me, and I playing along. She...