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” She was feeding Michael’s new submissiveness and they both seemed to like it and get excited by it.
She knew Michael couldn‘t go much longer and just came out and said, “Then he licked me, my pussy, and then put his cock in me and we fucked.
” When Michael heard that his eyes closed and he raised his head up.
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I am not mad at you, I said as tears began to quickly make their way down my cheeks.
I was so angry at myself for crying, but I could not hold them in.
My heart was broken and I could not fight my body’s need to let go of some of the pain.
I am mad at.
I could not even tell him why I was mad.
He would try to make me feel better and I knew that no matter what he did, I would not feel better.
In the end of it all, he was going to get married tomorrow and I was going to go back home to.
nothing.
Just another day in the life of me, I suppose.
Mad at what, he asked me, genuinely curious as to what I was mad at.
Come on Abby, what are you mad at.
I am mad at me okay, I said in a harsh tone, pulling away from him.
I could feel the hurt expression on his face, even though I could not see it.
Are you happy now? Why would that make me happy, knowing that you are mad at yourself, he asked confused.
Why are you so mad at yourself.
You did nothing wrong.
Well not that I know of.
I tired to ignore him.
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I did not even want to be here, but I knew that if I had stayed home, one day I would have regretted not coming.
Please, he begged, pulling me into him once more and kissing me on the forehead.
This only caused me to cry harder.
I am mad at myself because, I paused, I did not want to do this, but I knew that it had to come out now, rather then later.
Because I am so in love with you Henry, that I am so angry that you are getting married.
I am angry that I would rather you be alone, then with some girl who is not me.
I am angry because I am selfish and want you all to myself even though I can not have you.
Henry did not answer me.
I was unsure if I should keep talking or if I should just leave it at that.
Had I said to much? Had I lost my brother forever? Was he now angry at me, for having these feelings bottled up inside of me? The silence that followed was so powerful that I felt like I was going to be sick.
I suddenly felt myself being pulled from the position that I was in, until I was sitting on Henry’s lap, looking down into his eyes.
My heart melted and I knew that I would not be able to resist him.
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Chapter 5 The conversation with my mother did not go well at first.
She wanted to protect me from being hurt by him when he lived or when he died.
You don’t even call him by his first name! Do you even know it?” “Yes, Mom.
It’s Evan,” I said with as much exasperation as I could muster.
I had many misgivings and she seemed to have a gift for voicing all of them, but she hadn‘t met this amazing man.
So I countered with all of the pluses, leaving out the secret hopes.
Finally she relented and agreed to come with me.
I told her that I would accept his offer if she didn‘t run away screaming in terror after she met him.
The day dawned dreary with an inch of snow, so we bundled my “almost 5″ year old daughter Abby and “almost 4″ year old son Nate into the car and told them we were going to see a man who had ponies and a playground and a Jeep.
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We had such fun there.
” Mr.
B came out to greet us as we arrived.
I introduced my mother and children to him and I could tell that he liked Jeanine right away.
She greeted him somewhat coldly, but I could tell that she was warming to him.
The children ran over to look at the ponies and after talking briefly with Mom and Mr.
B, I let them talk together and went to share the children‘s enthusiasm.
Before I knew what was going on, they were driving off in the UTV together and heading up the trail to the hilltop.
I took the children into the cabin so they could use the bathroom and I showed them the deer heads and the old style kitchen with the hand pump at the sink.
Soon I heard the UTV returning and I was surprised to see my Mom smiling.
“Evan said he would teach me to deer hunt!” I had forgotten that she had grown up in a family where all the men hunted and it had never occurred to me that maybe she had wanted to but encountered the old “girls don’t hunt” mentality.
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You’re here because…” he tailed off, waiting for me to complete the sentence.
“Because I’m yours for the evening.
That pleased him.
“Yes.
Yes you are.
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