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You know what? I've never been fucked up against a wall before. I've been in the situation, in a garage or a shower, but never the one with my knees bent and my hips held too tightly and my body being pushed back and then back and then back, slammed until I bruise. Having my hair pulled. Neck bitten. Being completely at the mercy of the person impaling me. The person fucking me until I scream and slam my head back to hit wall. When it was Avery, the water in his hair formed rivulets that ran down his neck and into my mouth where I was biting his throat. A shower, I think, would be better than a wall. He echoed, too. Everyone heard.

That's what I want.

My schedule is as wide open as I'm willing to spread my legs. Just tell me when.

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( Look what I found in my closet! )

Also I found a bunch of, like, grass clippings in the bathroom. I was going to throw them out but maybe someone needed them for like the flower pots on the roof. Whatever, they're in a bag. I think it's yours Jake? You were outside last. Anyway stop leaving messes next to my hair things.