Rolling over in my bed facing the door I see her.. Savannah Walker. "Your front door was open. I hope you don't mind." I simply just watched her fly over and sit down next to me. I don't think she really flew.. It just seemed like she did. She spotted the empty bottle of E&J on my nightstand. "Here let me take this," she reached for the half empty bottle of Captain Morgan I was still holding onto.
I felt hopeless.. Useless.. Miserable. She took off her shoes and sat with her back against the wall as she stretched her legs on the bed. "Come here Franky. Just.. Lay your head in my lap. There's obviously some reason you're drinking like this. I didn't take you as a drunk when I met you earlier today." I struggled to crawl to her as I laid my head in her lap.
I began talking although I'm sure it all slurred together. "My girlfriend.. In trouble.." That's all that seemed to escape my lips. Savannah ran her hands through my hair so sweetly, just like Azalea used to. "This isn't how I planned to end up in your bed tonight," Savannah said. She chuckled and I attempted to laugh but it didn't come at as it should have.
I hesitantly sat up as I tried to stand up and walk towards the kitchen. I didn't make it far as I began to fall, but Savannah caught me. "You're pretty strong there gorgeous," I slurred as I tried to get my footing together. "Got to if you own a gym, right? Haha, where are you trying to go?" I pointed to the kitchen. She helped me make it to the counter. I tried to hold myself up but I could not. She sat me down in the chair at the table. "Thank you, can you make me a sandwich?"
Savannah looked at me, "sure hun, anything for you." She pulled the ingredients and laid them on the counter as she began to put it all together. I couldn't help but admire her body figure. The way her shorts stopped right at the bottom of her buttcheeks. The way her shirt stopped at her lower back so you could acknowledge her back dimples. She's so sexy. Her hair pulled back in a clip.
I met her as she turned around. My hands on her hips. She looked at me, "what are you.." I cut her off as I kissed her small pink lips pulling her body closer to mine. She sat the plate back down on the counter as she wrapped her arms around my neck. Feeling unstable I sat down on the chair as she straddled my lap. Too late to turn back now Franky..
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RomanceAzalea, a newly retired veteran, is just returning to the states and needs to start fresh. Oh and she's a lesbian. She hasn't been home in five years and a lot of things have changed. Now she's living in a world where people are actually gay and pro...
