SPIV CALLED MANNA STRAIGHT after, but she had already turned off her non-personal phone.
It is an hour later. Manna and Eschewal are snuggled up on the couch. The stylish chrome fireplace blows out warm heat; the lights are dimmed low, and the TV plays R&B slow jam videos.
Eschewal's penis is rock hard as it beats against Manna's bottom. She can feel it, and it is turning her on. Her nipples stiffen.
He grips her tighter but does not grind on her. He slips his fingers in between hers and moves his body further onto her.
He sniffs her hair and plants a soft kiss on her head. He sniffs her scent again and feels love seep through. He closes his eyes; a smile crosses his face. An image of him and her married with two children stains his imagination.
He sees his future as similar to his grandparents' life: a beautiful, well-kept house, good food always cooking on the stove, a nice large family car, and a garage.
The idea of working hard to support her and their new family gives him the most excitement.
He drifts off into sleep, feeling that his future is bright for the first time in his life, and nothing can go wrong.
'The black book wasn't right; I didn't have to become a creator of values to receive happiness & riches.'
These are his last thoughts before he falls into a peaceful sleep with Manna in his arms.
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