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“Are you proposing because I’ll say no until you get tired of hearing it and you leave me alone.”
“Oh, baby, I’m a Cambridge.” He answers.
“What does that even mean?” I ask.
“Maybe you’ll find out one day.” He says as he dips his free hand in my hair and arches my neck as he leans lower, not stopping until he’s got me in kiss so deep, my mind fogs for a moment.
The next bit of memory of Walt comes in fragments. As the eerie feeling of being watched takes over me, Walt pulls me away from it as he fucks me into a new millennium. “Walt…” I moan, his name not caring but not able to push away being watched.
My mind moves from Walt and I in the bed to the showers as he tugs my head back and lifts me up, lowering me onto his dick.
Suddenly, we’re on the deck and a crazy, unhinged woman is yelling at us. But everything feels like it’s in slow motion. My meds are a high prescription and it makes me anxious. Plus paired with the drinking wasn’t a good mix, but I wanted to drink with Walt.
She yells something about killing the bitch, me, and then she’s going to make sure no one else has Walt. Walt shields me as he lands on top of me, and I know something is wrong. We’ve been drugged. Oh God, we’re going to die!
