ABIGAIL

ABIGAIL

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We follow a nameless protagonist who suffers from a bipolar disorder. Whereas he likes to live a solitary life wherein he can control things to ensure a stable footing that allows him to more easily pave the way of improvement, his mental alter ego is the exact opposite of him. Sometimes there are gaps in time he can't seem to remember until he consults his inner voice to find answers. Yet this half is clinging to his mind, growing like a tumor that gets fed and grows every time it's used. As the protagonist struggles with this compulsive and careless side of him, his friend Abigail Van Houten suffers from a clinical depression. The two of them frequently spend time together because they feel like they can be their true selves without being judged for it, yet the real reason why he spends time with Abigail is because he finds her misery and suffering oddly comforting: there's a sense of numbness that overcomes him when he experiences how much worse his condition could have been. Both the protagonist and Abigail are walking on a ledge that grows thinner and thinner the further they travel alongside it, yet they must depend on each other to keep themselves from falling into the seemingly endless abyss. They're playing with fire, but would you rather burn of freeze to death? That choice is theirs to make.
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"Mine." His low growl of possession took my heart and the fate of my panties. They were soaked through with arousal. Damn it. I stroked his face as he sniffed the air. I prayed he couldn't smell my body's reaction to his. His hand slipped from my waist and traveled to the rip in my dress. "I can smell how much your body craves mine." My breath catches as his hand finds it home at the front of my panties. "Why don't you just submit yourself to me? Accept that you are mine and mine alone?" His hand was traveling lower, and he found my clit rubbing it through my underwear. I couldn't help but lean my head back and moan out at his skillful administration on my pussy."Moan, my name, my innocent mate. Tell everyone who is making you feel this pleasure."He had ripped my underwear off me and threw them across to hit another tree. He propped me up against the tree, causing me to hold onto his shoulders for support as his fingers took advantage of my spread legs, my dress completely exposing my pussy to him."Absolutely Ravishing." One of his thick fingers pumped its way into my hole, causing me to moan loudly into his ear. "Seth." ********* Seth Knight was not one for romance; everyone at Quillwood High School knew that. If you were a girl, you were in danger of being his next distraction. He would fuck a girl, the girl would fall in love, and he would leave. It was what had always happened. But there was a time before he had become a player. His old best friend, Belle Rivers, the innocent, sweet girl he had known since birth, kept the darkness at bay. Their mothers had been best friends since high school and conceived only months apart. They were destined to be. He was her protector, and she had kept him good, but when his dad died, the darkness crept into his heart, and the only one who could save him was forced to leave him. "Sample" (Mature scenes 18 +) {Highest rating # 29 in bestfriends ;) }

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