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When we meet again (1)
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2022-02-15 02:05:55Cookie's standpoint
'Don't let me
Don't let me
Don't let me down
Don't let me down
Don't let me down down down…' I sang along as I made the coffees for the workers, that was my job, coffee girl. Not exactly coffee girl, I delivered drinks to everyone, and snacks too and if they wish, food. It was the best I could get, I couldn't specifically use my original certificate with my real name to get any job. I could have gotten a secretary job with my fake one but some bitch had to use her puss to steal it away from me, so here I am.
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Later in the evening, 5pm to be precise. Ted and I managed to sneak out of the living room where the kids were waiting impatiently for Yolanda to arrive. Cookie had something to distract her and keep her away; stare at the door intensely. I made him fall on the bed with our lips still locked in a hungry kiss, my hands trying to get rid of his buttons. His hand was around my waist, the other squeezing one of my cheeks roughly. I moaned into his mouth, throwing my legs over to straddle him. His hands went up to my shirt, ripping it open effortlessly. I giggled and grind myself against him, placing my hands on his chest. A grunt vibrated through his chest, his hands going down to grip my hips. And then it happened. 'Mommy!!!!' I groaned with frustration, falling my head on the crook of his neck. Ted chuckled. 'Why do I feel like she's ka
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Cookie's standpoint I looked around the wood colored bedroom, clutching my bag nervously with a fast beating heart. I was in his room, sitting on the cushion while he got me something to drink in the bar. I didn't want to do anything, I didn't want to be here. I miss Ted, I miss having him possessively yell at any man who touch or come close to me. Right now, I just needed him to keep me safe from this man. Don't be a coward, Cookie, remember you're doing this for him. You have to survive so you can return to him, your ring is waiting for you. I smiled at my subconscious advice, I had a ring waiting for me. The thought of having him go on his knee
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