Tonya


0Likes
0Comments
628Views
AA

5. Again

 

We shared a cigarette with nothing more than contented sighs to break the silence, and then began getting dressed.

“Oh, fuck!” I yelled in the midst of a sudden, frantic search through the blankets.

“What? What is it? The condom didn’t break or something did it?”

“No! What?!” I stopped and looked at her with that horrible thought seeping into my brain. “Oh! God, no! I just lost it. Your brother sleeps here. I don’t want him to wake up with our used condom stuck to him or something.”

After a crazed twenty-minute search we finally found it lying on the asphalt outside, neither of us having remembered me throwing it out. Fucking mood-killers.

We went back to her place and crawled into her bed. We had sex once more that night, passed out, and then once more in the morning.

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...