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    London Lights Chapter Two

    I push back under the sheets, stretching my legs out and raising my arms above my head with a yawn. I breathe the sheets in, sometimes I’m sure I can still smell her perfume. Its crazy tho, all in my head, these sheets get washed every week, and it’d been a lot longer than a week since Carmen had been in my bed. Fuck, I miss her, I miss her so much sometimes it feels like I can’t breathe. I never liked waking up with someone, I always thought it showed weakness, but now I understand, its not a weakness, it shows strength. Living with Carmen and sharing a bed with her had been the bravest thing I’d ever done, and I don’t think I’ll ever have the courage to do that again without her.

    Sitting up in bed I check to see if Shays awake yet. He’s snuggled up on a mattress on my floor, surrounded by his few belongings. I can hear him breathing deeply, he was still fast asleep. I’ll wake him after I’ve showered. His bag is already packed for his week at Jareds, he’s been so excited about it that he packed 3 days ago. Every morning he’d taken his toothbrush out of his bag, and every night he’d put it back in.

    I shake my head, as if to remove the memories of her smell, her skin, the way she tastes. I swing my legs over the edge of the bed, groaning at the sun as I move towards my door, smoothing my tshirt down and out to the bathroom. I flip the shower on, pulling my tshirt over my head and sliding the free Hugo Boss shorts off my long legs. Kicking them from under my feet, I step into the cool shower, letting the crisp, fresh water cascade down over my head and closing my eyes. My hand moves down my stomach, tracing a line down my taught skin, sending shivers through my whole body. I push my hand lower, leaning my face back under the shower spray. I let out a groan as my hand dips down, my fingers eagerly searching out my clit. My eyes still closed I lean back against the cold, tiled wall.

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    1. So Helena had to do all the travel plans,at least she knows wwhat she was doing. What is wrong with Tina. Did she and Her boy toy have a fight. I like this

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