What’s worse: his hands, breath, mouth, penis? His breathing was overwhelming.
And his skin, sweating . I didn’t want to touch his skin, that was later when I knew what he was doing
I don’t want this
I’ll draw a map of the house, of where everything was and where he did things. Maybe it will help to explain, get it away from me.
How will this end. I hope there is an end. It doesn’t seem there is an end
If I Talk 