I was letting go. He knew how to get me going and I hated him for it. He then inserted his finger into me and I tensed up around it. What happened nex... made me loath him. Teasing me he rubbed his rock hard erection all over my wetness and I ached with anticipation. He pushed the hem of my dress up over my hips and ass then I felt his member push up into me as a loud, forced moan escaped from my lips. Damnit! This was not going well. I was putty and all I could think about was him fucking me. The men were boring, the women snappish, the food bland, and the photographers awful. All through it I’d drunk. I drank because I’d lost the one thing that meant something in my life. I drank to dull the pain that was now, even years later, still sharp and swift. He was married, had kids, was beyond me then. And how I mourned the life stolen from me. I had a bottle of bubbly and I was weaving as I walked. No one was awake, no one to see the sad sight of me. An artist I was once friends with. More

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