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CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN: OPEN UP MY POOKIE

Author: Certified Yoda
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-13 23:58:13
YARA’S POINT OF VIEW

“Please stay away from me.” I said with tears in my eyes, with my face looking scared and helpless. I looked at him, looked into his eyes as I sought his sympathy.

“Please.” I said again hugging my knees with my hands around it wishing I could shrink and then disappear. I looked up at him, my vision was a lot blurry from how teary my eyes were. He had a smile on his face but his expression remained unreadable, he his going to do it anyway, I thought with a helpless sigh.

“I haven’t done this with anyone else except… just be gentle please.” I said, sadly deciding to accept my fate. Raphael was my first, my only really except for that little fooling around that happened with Desmond.

Being with someone else especially when I really don’t want to feels uncomfortable, like it shouldn’t be, like it isn’t right, a part of me feels like I am cheating on Raphael even though he was the one that literally sold me to Walter.

“I will, I promise.” Walter said. I closed my
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