The Old You

The Old You

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My nails dig deep into the palms of my hand as I pace around the quiet room. I stop to hover over the sink while clenching my stomach with tears in my eyes. My doctor comes back into the room with a soft smile stretched across his face. "Am I?" I look up at him resting my hands behind me against the cool counter. " Congratulations Chrissy, you're pregnant." He continues on about follow up appointments and recommendations for an OB-GYN. His words fade in the back of my mind while I feel my legs begin to wobble... This story tackles mature themes such as teen pregnancy, relationship abuse (on both ends), abortion, etc. If you are emotionally unavailable to read this book then please, kindly keep searching for another story. This is a fictional novel depicting one persons' heartbreak through relationship issues and pregnancy. However, if anyone is currently dealing with heartbreak of any kind and needs a novel to relate to then please enjoy the story.
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AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL HIS LISCIHKA "I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin. "I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliver," Ivan consoled his voice sounding so gentle yet longing that it drew me in. "This isn't right, Ivan," I muttered positioning my hands on his bare chest. "Why?" Ivan rasped resting his right hand on my waist. "Because... I'm a man, I'm older than you and I have a daughter-" "Why are you making excuses, Doctor?" he growled. "I've never done something like this before Ivan," "As I've said lemme teach you," and with that Ivan gently pressed his lips against mine. His soft lips against mine drew me into an emotion, a feeling I've tried so hard to ignore. His right hand glided down to my ass gripping it hard causing me to groan at such a sensation. "I want to taste your dick, Doctor," he whispered, his baritone singing in my ear. "Ivan," I mumbled breathlessly. "You will let me? Right?" he questioned sinking onto his knees. Oh, God. I gulped as I stared down at the dominating man who kneeled before me. His gorgeous green eyes stared at me while his hands made their way to my zipper. "Ivan," I warned again. "Dah, Lisichka?"

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