I reached a hundred breathes in what felt like fifteen seconds. I kept counting, breathing in, breathing out. As I reached a thousand I realized that ... had begun to relax. The last memory that I had was when I reached about twenty five hundred, my comfort growing as the count went higher and higher, my focus the key to my survival of the situation, as though my ability to concentrate on this pointI dreamed that I met Estelle, and she was pissed. She met me in that fog shrouded dream world where. He had given me all he had. Yet, he wanted more, he wanted to please me. As we drove back to the coffee shop where we had met only a few hours ago, he again had his hand on my leg. But this time, he was more aggressive and more forward. He could tell by how hard I was that I needed and wanted him more with each passing mile. By the time we arrived at the coffee shop it was all I could do to not give into my needs in the parking lot. Only his promise to meet again the following night. More

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