"You're fully wrong. I will never treat you like that again. Never,” I promise, grabbing her face to make her look at me, “It was the spell, baby, I swear on my fucking life.” "You can say that a million times, I still don't believe you," she moves her face away when her tears start flowing again.
{ Sky } When Farrow comes back to the table with a smile on his face, I relax on my seat because I know whatever is going on with Bobbie is not going to be that bad. "She's okay, she'll come back soon," he says and returns to my side, instantly stealing my spoon to take a huge bite of our cake,
“That’s lovely and I’m glad, but you’re definitely still grounded. I said two months, so it will be two months,” I state at the same time the boys come out. They catch Bobbie groaning in annoyance, “Hey, wanna go to the main park? The winter market has started and I heard is huge this year.” Every
“Mom! Mom, can I buy this?” Bobbie appears in front of me all of a sudden, showing me a make-up kit with a lot of different things. I only blink at her, dazed, “It’s only eighty five dollars and I have the money to buy it myself! You know, the money I took from Dad the other day… oh, hello…” “Hi,
Bobbie even interlocks her arm with Farrow’s at some point and turns to give me a very judgy look. Oh, great, they’re all chummy again. And I’m the common enemy today. Well, I can be a little bitch too. “Hey, Henry? What did you say you wanted earlier?” I ask when I locate a techy stand. I i
“Well, I want the switch too,” she says. And that’s how I end up with two teens playing on their new switchs consoles thingies on the backseat while my ex-husband drives in angry silence to Henry’s house. That was totally unnecessary and stupid, I can recognize it, but I was jealous too. Bobbie
"Cam is such a lame, isn't he, Bob?" Farrow continues a couple seconds later and his naughty hand falls ‘casually’ on my leg, trying to grab my thigh, but I grab his hand and put it back where it was. "Yeah, now that I think about it, he's kinda lame. And too old for you, Mom," Bobbie mutters, her
“So, I heard you told him,” Hope murmurs, looking at Farrow. I give her a pointed look trying to warn her not to say too much, “Rocky told Mom and she told me.” Of course. Now everyone knows. “She didn’t actually tell me. I found out because my senses are that good. I heard a heartbeat,” he says
Henry makes a whimper and then I feel him completely flushed to my body. He's all in. "Oh god," he whimpers, "You okay?" I truly don't know. I just shrug, but I think he's really lost in how good this feels for him because he moves, pulling out just to slide in again. Then he does it again. H
"Holy fuck," Henry lets out, his voice going even deeper. I'm pulsating so much now, with his finger sliding over my pussy, then he retracts his fingers and lifts his hand in between us, "Holy fuck, Bobbie." So, the answer was yes. I'm wet. Very wet, according to his fingers. There's even some...
Into me. I move away to take his pants all the way off, then I sit on his thick thighs again and take off my dress. Now I'm in my underwear, sitting on my best friend. "What do you think?" I ask. He's just observing me in silence, his eyes focusing on my breasts, "I just said a lot about your bod
"Maybe awkward for a while, but we can just... promise we'll stop after this one time," he murmurs, "I promise I won't let a little bit of awkwardness ruin what we have." "Okay," I murmur, knowing I shouldn't just do this because a guy is asking. I wasn't planning on losing my virginity tonight, I
If I were drinking something right now, I would've sprayed it all over him in shock. But I just blink at him. "Think about it," he starts and sits up to look at me with that annoying fucking face and a hand up. Jeez, he's so annoying and always forcing me to think about shit I don't want to think a
And sometimes, I... I remember the way he kissed me that day. In my grandparents' basement. It was short but really good and after that, I've kissed two other boys. It didn't feel as good. "Ah! Holy fuck!" Henry exclaims when he opens his bedroom door and we see his friend Sam in Henry’s bed. The g
******* THREE YEARS AGO ******* { Bobbie, 16 years old } If my parents knew what I'm doing right now, they would make a huge deal out of it, just like the last time I did something like this. Sneaking out or lying about my whereabouts. My dad would go all crazy, yelling at me like a feral bea
I laugh, that sounds more like him. So different to me, even to this day. “Because who needs love, right?” I smirk at him. Henry shrugs. “What even is love and why do people think a spouse the only source of it?” He asks. Of course, always with his mental gymnastics, “You give me love. My parent
"I'm going to cook something, come help me," Henry says as he comes back, making me look up from my phone. I nod and get up to follow him to the kitchen, "I'm feeling pasta, you want some?” "Yes, something cheesy," I say, opening the fridge to start taking stuff out. Henry is the chef in this hous