“He fucks you?” he asks next. “Of course not, but I clearly don’t recognize you,” I answer. XXX Something draws me to him even though I know I should go. No, of course not. ………………………………………………………………………
I wake up the next morning with an aching head and few memories. I pray this goes well. I figured he wouldn’t care and for the first time I hoped he’d bring a new girlfriend home. Taurus sits up on one elbow and runs his finger down my cheek. My mind goes slips away again. I don’t plan on telling this guy more than he needs to know. I knew this would happen and I let it. What had changed him so completely? I try to figure out the rhythm of the music and soon I get the hang of it, rocking in time with Jay and copying his movements.




















