Luna Mesa, Utha. That's what i found out talking to prudies mom. Looked like Mac lived there, his Dad owning the bar. Course, my BF asked me what I did so long with Mac in the garden, suspecting something but after I said "just talking", his mom and her sister jumped in, being happy that he talked to someone cos I ain't the social-type, as they said. Funny how you know so little about your family members, I now smirked standing under the shower. God, I felt like a stalker. But he said he'd be seein me, right? And damn it to hell and back, I couldn't get him outta my head. Not with those pains and bruises reminding me of what had happened.
This night, I slept on the couch. Told prudy I wanted to watch that new Zombie-TV show and being the douche he is, he went to bed cos core wasn't his thing. I tried to remember how I ended up with him. Guess I forgot to take my gingko, couldn't remember. Instead, after that rather good show, I sat on my laptop, googeling the way to Utah. The fuck was I doing? And why? Probably looking for a get away cos as soon as the sun would come up again, my face would show the signs of what happened. I was surprised that my lips didn't swell like balloons. Closing my lappy angrily, I cuddled myself into the blanket and tried to sleep. No such luck. My celly went off. "Hello?" I answered. "Still awake? Thought ya be already asleep from all the painkiller ya musta been takin.." Holy fucking shit. "No painkillers. And I don't even wanna know how you got that number" "No painkillers" a chuckle and a sound like he was drinking. "Not a lot gals like yaself outta there. Dunno why I'm callin. But can't get ya sweet pussy-taste outta my mouth" Bang, instant vaginal-reaction. "Now, do you? Tell you what, just googled the way to Utah" my breath went short thinking about his dick inside me. "Gunna come?" "Right here and now" His laughter turned me on even more. "Like Whiskey?" "Sure,why not?" I had trouble finding a comfy position on the couch and the urge to reach down into my sweats was overwhelming. "Gunna like it from your tits when ya come here"
My hand took over and I said "Lemme imagine that" my voice going deep. "Likin that, huh? Strange girl" "You have no idea. Keep talking." "Not a fan of talkin. Getcha sweet ass down here, whadday say?" Damn, I had to speed it up. Lightspeed! "Uh, maybe" I managed to get out. "What's that strange sound, girl?" "No…" gasp "..thing" my uterus cramped and I surpassed a moan. With a relieved sigh I said "You better make it worth driving all that way. Meet you at that bar?" I could hear him grin through the phone. Ugh, those teeth! I shivered. Not good thinking about that. "So I really be seein ya"
