#Chapter403

He walks to the desk and plonks his butt on the edge and just gazes at me. Not at all impressed with the predicament we are in, and I know my knickers in his pocket will be reminding him of what is being delayed. He’s not a patient guy at all and delaying sex for something like this is putting him in a sour mood. I reckon this house, her, and all of today is something he just wants rid of so we can go back to our carefree lounging in bed again and forget all this shit. I want to go back to the city and back to...