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the space between her shoulder blad
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thing she’d ever seen.“No one
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She nodded fearfully. “You make m
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triumph—our eyes locked and we su
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My screen door slammed shut, and I
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I wanted to do it again. I wanted P
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I’d set out the Bible study curri
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rectory.
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I knew the moment I was no longer a
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She did, her eyes still on mine, he
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ancient and holy. And there’s som
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out onto the floor.“How can I hel
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man who had tasted her just one fli
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knees and making her swallow my coc
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Sterling, and for some reason, when
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One more what? I wondered even as I
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I’d never been harder than this b
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face—or come all over it, either
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spilling out around you. I want it
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My phone buzzed violently on my cou
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other side? To seek out the absolut
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charm is exactly what people are co
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and the birds and the faint roll of
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analysis and recrimination. There w
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“Why?”“It seems like…” I
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She whimpered in response.God, I lo
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menu cards?I thought of the picture
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touching herself too. “I want to
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And that was when I discovered she
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She shuddered and then widened her
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her lips and tongue kissed against
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debutante’s body. Because right n
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spine, and I didn’t even know wha
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I went into the sacristy and came o
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“Because once you say it, once I
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herself.I swallowed and went on.“
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“Like naked and snuggling. Just
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Jesus said that what is done in the
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shepherd and shepherds had to be pr
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sounded, but I also didn’t care.
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fingers, pretending it was you.And
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“Yes,” she said impatiently, gr
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I took her hand, which had been sli
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balls, and fuck, I was coming, comi
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“Wow,” she said. “You’re he
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She tilted her head as I handed it
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“Jordan.”The priest kneeling in
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Fear and adrenaline spiked through
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Careful.A week later, I stared up a
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Dead, who pulled obscure literary q
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I should have stopped, given her a
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Her tight voice killed me. I wanted
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no better than Sterling. I was maki
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friendship extends.” I almost hat
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“Because,” I said, my anger get
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The difference between envy and jea
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utterly powerless to make it otherw
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went to prepare for Mass and then f
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slid back up over my glans, and my
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the soft rain of the water, warm an
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“Wake up, sleepyhead.”The voice
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“Years that he cheated on you,”
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you, and I know you wouldn’t do a
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windows, presumably so the flashing
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about being in a strip club in the
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mine.“You drive a hard bargain,
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tip, and—meeting my eyes as she d
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so that she knew what I wanted, and
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and this room was our chuppah, our
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The autumn night pressed against th
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Have salt in yourselves and be at p
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That was okay—I was going to mode
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at the wall of my bedroom for a min
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step into the hallway, I could fina
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time. He gave me long look—pierci
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Stay here with me tonight, and no m
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himself in made a much better bylin
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I was shaky and empty-feeling from
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I remembered the moment I’d chose
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almost ten thousand dollars for its
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ache of losing her, it never soften
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rejected me.Yes. It was time I acce
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Seven Months Later“So you’re a
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again. I suppose I had. It hurt—d
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non-profit. But they were well-guar
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Sterling’s office was as impressi
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all—but if she didn’t want to b
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wanted a bottle of water—and I ca
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the same things you were; that mant
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PoppyYour hand is clapped over my m
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You’re so close, and I think of a
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Priest is a bit of a special book f
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