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The Nearer the Edge The Closer The Fall

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‘Mother.’ I state picking the phone up, Hughes stepping away ‘Herve, you ought to come by sometime this week.’ She articulates. She’s not asking. ‘I have class mother.’ I report distantly ‘you must make time for this honestly.’ She states ‘I wish so as well.’ I sigh feigning a yawn to press my case ‘this weekend would be grand.’ She announces ‘I suppose I could.’ I submit ‘do so. Anatole would be ill disposed to miss you any longer.’ She says like this is really about my baby brother missing me

 ‘Indeed.’ I agree stiffly as Sadie walks out of the small office with a smile ‘too many croque monsieur’s.’ She coos with that smile ‘I’ll make an appearance mother.’ I state hanging up and smiling down at her ‘sorry.’ She says ‘it’s okay; she’s demanding me home this weekend.’ I reveal with a little smile ‘not you too.’ She sighs ‘what?’ I probe ‘parental issues.’ She sighs ‘the only issues I have involve waiting for you to come to terms with my feelings for you.’ I whisper smugly. She smiles ‘what are those?’ she investigates ‘I will never tell.’ I swear ‘really?’ she pries, her hands sliding up my shirt suggestively ‘devil caught my mind!’ I grunt shutting my eyes ‘how do you feel about me Herve?’ she pries as I grab onto her backside for support I’m just not getting! ‘I’m losing balance!’ I warn her

Her fingers start moving against my body as I realize the wench is tickling me! I step away from her but she starts chasing me around my apartment like I was this little boy that Gabriella liked to tickle. I feel like Anatole! ‘Desist!’ I shout at her as she jumps on my couch ‘not until you tell me what you feel for Me.’ she announces jumping over the couch towards me like a superhero. I run to Hughes and hide behind him ‘desist you villain! Desist!’ I plead for sweet life, Hughes stunned as she jumps on him. He gives a little squeal and ducks as she grabs my shirt and follows me around the apartment. I start to laugh at the normally stiff and absent Hughes as she jumps on me, ambushing me on the sofa ‘okay! I relinquish my life!’ I announce in surrender, turning around to my mistress. She smiles ‘so?’ she probes breathlessly ‘ladies first.’ I say pulling her atop me; her head resting against my breast as I try catch my breath ‘you go first.’ She says resting her chin on my chest so I can see into the dark coffee of her eyes. I grunt and pull us up to a sit so she’s rested on my laps and then swipe the jet hair aside, cupping her face before I meld our lips together, not minding Hughes presence at all...

She grunts and runs her hands through my hair as I grip her waist and slide my tongue into her mouth grunting from the explosive remunerations from her tongue as I clench the dress in my fist akin to the notion of cleaving it off her. She stops and takes in a jagged breath, her chest heaving invitingly at me ‘I really like you.’ She whispers urgently, staring into my eyes proddingly. ‘I really really really like you.’ I whisper right back to her with a smile. She smiles back ‘three reallys.’ She counts lightly ‘what can I say? I’m standing at the edge of the cliff about to be enamoured by you.’ I disclose primly. She smiles and starts to kiss me again. She ought to screw me as willingly as she kisses me nowadays!! It would do me a great world of good to heal my loins of this ache!!!!


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