A Sunday Morning.

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I woke up to a loud thud that echoed through the room. I held my head, what happened last night. I found myself wearing Silco's red blouse. The smell of cigars and alcohol was imprinted in it.

I looked around me. Seeing Silco asleep. He looked so peaceful when he did, his hand's being behind his neck. I examined his facial structures. I slowly looked down, he was...shirtless...

OKAY, WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT.

When I looked back up at his face he had opened one eye. and we just stared at each other for a very disturbing amount of time. 

That's when his slender arm's pushed me against him. 

I didn't know what to do but softly said. "What happened last night?.." he raised his brows. looked playfully in my direction. 

To bring me back to my senses he placed his hand on my mouth. and once again climbed onto of me.

That's when it.ALL... came back to me. 

I got flustered and kept tripping over my words. each time I tried to pick myself up I'd break down again. 

he smiled and held my soft hand with his tall slender hands. 

"Don't be nervous" he said, with a seducing tone. 

I tried to avoid any eye contact so I could pick myself up and not stutter. when I finally had gathered the last piece of dignity I had left,  he went. 

"So...how are your daddy issues holding up?"




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