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“But he was never supportive of your art.”
“I figured he would come around eventually. I mean, that’s what people always said about my art. Everyone would have to ‘come around’ to it. I figured he was the same.”
“Manda, you’re smarter than that,” she said.
“I know. At least, I am now.”
“Are you okay living in that house alone with all the issues it has?” she asked.
“Oh, I didn’t tell you my list of stuff. Okay, the furniture needs to be cleaned, the staircase needs to be repaired, the entire kitchen needs an update, but I would settle for just repairing the things that are broken.”
The counter creaked underneath me again, and I slid off before I caused any more damage.
“Do you have that kind of money?” Sarah asked.
“I’m trying to figure it out. I need to go into town and price some things out, but if I can find the right contractor, I should be able to get the bigger things fixed.”
“Do you at least have electricity and running water?” she asked.
“Oh yeah. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t. Actually, my grandmother’s bathroom has one of those walk-in shower-tub combination things. The bath has a fucking seat in it. I’m going to go take one now.”
“Sounds like you need it with all that dust. I can hear your voice already getting scratchy.”
“Yep, allergy meds are on my list too! Call you later this week?” I asked.
“Manda, are you sure you’re okay staying there by yourself?”
I sighed as I looked around the room, allowing the silent memories to crash to the forefront of my mind.
“It’s weird, being here without her. And it’s definitely bringing back memories. But I’m okay. They’re all good memories once I get past the custody battle years. There are some pictures still hanging on the wall that haven’t been damaged, and those make me smile.”
“Your grandmother always knew how to take a good picture,” Sarah said.
“Hell yeah, she did.”
“Well, let me know how your trip into town goes. Some things happening at work, so I’m not sure if I can get to you this weekend or next. But, if I can’t get out this weekend then I’ll ship you your art stuff.”
“Don’t worry about it. With the cabin still in disarray, I don’t want to taint my art supplies with the dust and shit just yet. Thank you, though. When I’m ready for them, we’ll figure it out then.”
“Sounds good. I’ll talk with you soon.”
“See ya, Sarah.”
I could hear the hot water calling my name as I made my way to the back of the house. My grandmother, in her last years before the nursing home, couldn’t get up the steps. So she had a back portion added to the cabin which had become her new master bedroom and her bathroom. I stripped myself of my clothes and stepped into the tub, then turned on the hot water and let it flow. I didn’t have any bubbles to make it nice or anything, but what I did have was a seat to lean back in as the water crept up my body.
I closed my eyes and the steam wafted around me. I loved hot baths. The kind that turned my skin red and made me sweat. I tossed my leg over the edge of the tub and stretched, allowing the water to wash away the sweat and grime from my day of cleaning. I closed my eyes and relaxed, letting memories bombard me as I thought about my grandmother.
But soon the memories gave way to Brian, and I felt my body humming.
His bright blue eyes looked right at me as his shirtless form stood in front of me. I reached out and ran my fingertips over his abs, tracing their chiseled outline as he grinned. I felt his arms wrapping around me and drawing me into him, my cheek pressed into his chest. I could feel his lips descending onto my neck as I opened my body for him. I could feel his hands undressing my layers as I fiddled with the buckle of his belt.
My hand traveled down my body, squeezing my tits as I imagined him sucking on them. I could feel his strong arms pulling me close to him as his teeth raked down my stomach. My fingertips parted my pussy folds and found my swollen clit, but what I felt was his tongue flicking me expertly as I slid down into the hot water.
“Oh, shit,” I said in a whisper. “Oh, yeah.”
I gazed down at Brian’s blue eyes, watching them darken with lust. He moaned with the satisfaction of lapping me up. His tongue jumped my body as my fingers worked their magic, my hips bucking in the water as my head lolled back.
“Brian. Oh, fuck yes.”
