I laid on my bed while the world kept crying outside. I was satisfied with our excursion, very much so. But, another half of me was mortified.
She was breathing in front of me, but that seemed to be the only thing she was doing. Her back facing me, the biomechanics of the art she acquired adding further to that element she carried. Non-human almost, mysterious yet wide open. Just a combobulation of oxymorons. But even so, there was no getting past the straight forwardness of our situation. I just fucked my best friend's girlfriend, she just let me fuck her......
"Jesse?" she said, turning her head to face the balcony and not making eye contact.
"Yeah?" I asked.
With a turn back to her front, her reflection piss-poor in the mirror, she said,
"What have we done?"
