Eventually, I got frustrated to the point that I slammed the bottle against the counter, and broke down into tears. Porn Jackson’s apartment was only a one-bedroom, but the living room was spacious enough for me to put most of my bedroom stuff there. Maybe it was the fact that I hadn’t known a man’s touch in over two, maybe even three years. now.”
I pulled him against me and walked him backwards towards my bed. inside me. I watched through the tears as he finished up and handed the cup to me. My bed was pressed against the wall that divided the living room and the kitchen, and Jackson had taken it upon himself to install a small cabinet nearby for all of my pills and medications.
