She came here..for me..well no, but I got to see her..my heart raced. It felt good to hold, kiss, smell, touch her..It was fast, over and done before I knew it. That night I could have slept with her until daybreak but I had to go. The rest of the night until I saw her the next morning, something clawed at me. She told me she was touching him..him, who she had said she would never touch again, who she hated, but she fell right back into his arms why? Because I wasn’t there? Because she cant go without sex? It grossed me out. The thought of it. I resisted going back in morning. It didn’t feel right. But that’s how she fucking rolls..