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More that Chris didn't know about. My trip to the doctor three days ago had been two-fold: I'd wanted to check out the consistent rasp in my breathing; and I was scheduled to have my first ultrasound.
I became less assertive. Only talked to girls if they initiated it.
That call we'd ignored last night had been from Jolie.
Then I was twisting from side to side.
First my belt and then my zipper were released. My pants slid down my legs, and I realized he'd gotten up.
For a moment, he did nothing-said nothing-but stare at me.
I choked back a sob from the relief that I wouldn't have to do it now.
Who would give in first. Sudden movement at my waist had me gasping louder.