Framing by Headlights [MF] [exhibitionism] [my first story]

I want to go to dinner in the city. A dinner where words are not spoken, but the glances and stares between us tell a story. A story of lust and passion. I want to feel your leg rub against mine as our eyes never stray from the other. Each of our faces framed by a grin that can only be described as devilish.

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The Best Friend [MF] [Long] (My first story)

The text read: “You better be packed and ready to go by the time I get there. Because this girl is done with classes and ready to get the hell out of here!” I smiled at her excitement and texted her back, “The car is all packed and ready to go. As soon as you’re home we’re out of here.” Sarah was a beautiful woman. She was shorter than me at about 5’4”, but what she didn’t have in height she made up with her breasts and ass. She struggled to put on pants because of the size of her butt, but I wasn’t complaining one bit. She had flowing blonde hair, full lips, and the deepest blue eyes I have ever seen. I love her, but let’s be honest, I’ve been growing tired of the same old thing. Sarah and I had been together for about four and a half years now. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to marry her, but I’ve gotten the feeling that she is ready to take that next step. The door flew open and Sarah came running in. “Jesus Christ, I’m so done with school. Can we please get out of here so I can forget this whole thing?” she said with a voice full of exhaustion. “As long as all your stuff is packed in the car we can head out right now.” I replied. Her head nodded with excitement and she sprinted to the room only to sprint back out the door in mere seconds with a small backpack. Before I could shut and lock the door she was already in the passenger seat screaming, “Hurry up you slowpoke. I want to see Jessica!” I jumped into the car and we headed off.

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Wish Cums True Part 1 [M,f] (Long)

Hey Everyone, sorry this is so long. I'm trying to set up a series of stories here, so I guess bear with me on this first one. Also, this is my first submission, so let me know if you have any tips. Here we go:

I have this little trick that I do, to help me fall asleep. I had a lot of problems being able to quiet my brain when I was in high school and college and it would take me hours and hours to fall asleep. Over time, I developed a little brain trick to quiet my mind and help me sleep: I think about what I would do with 3 wishes. It clears my mind and lets me be creative and focus on something good. Last night, I did used my trick and had a great night sleep. My first wish was to be able to control or change the knowledge/abilities of the brain and body of myself and others. For example, think of the movie ‘The Matrix’, when Neo is in training and the guy shoots all the fighting knowledge into his brain and he blinks a couple times and says “I know Kung Fu.” That’s kind of what this is like. Except if I also want to be able to bench press a car, well, that can happen too. It’s also limited by what’s reasonably possible, so I can’t fly or shoot lasers out of my eyes or have adamantium claws or something. I drifted off to sleep dreaming about being the first player to play in the NBA, NFL and MLB in the same season.

This is what I want to do to you…

I want to Passionately kiss you. Run my Fingertips the length of your body. Brush your inner thighs and where your thigh meets your lips. Start kissing down your neck. Shifting my body off you while maintaining the neck kissing. Run finger tips up your stomach and brush your nipples. Not squeezing or pinching hard. Continue kissing down your body, curling my tongue around your nipples. Shift my weight again so I am strattling your legs while kissing down your stomach. At this point my hands will gently run down your legs and cup your thighs so I can lift them in the air. Shift down again and kiss down the back of your thighs all the way to your lips. Now, I'd give you one very soft but wet kiss on your vaginal lips. I run the tip of my tongue up and down the outside of your lips slowly once or twice before pushing your legs back down so you're spread eagle with my face in perfect position. Her arousal should be extremely apparent. I Don't give in to your begging. Now I'd take the tip of my tongue and gently part your lips at the bottom by your vagina. Then slide it up through the lips until I hit your clit. I suck your clit into my mouth gently. I Do this softly with little pressure and massage it with my tongue. Slowly increasing pressure and suction. Your breathing gets heavy and your hips start to grind on my face. I keep doing this until you're moaning loudly begging me again to fuck you. I still do not give in and continue to massage you with my tongue until your legs clamp down on my head as you shake with orgasam.

In the morning [mf]

“Hey.”

“Hey.”

“Good morning.”

“Good morning…”

She smiled so brightly in the dim sunlight, almost stifling a sort of giggle in her blissful state, until all at once Jonathan pulled her into her arms and she did laugh and giggling, settling to close her eyes and feel the warm roughness of his cheek against hers, bringing her fingers up to brush against his face just as well as to feel the scent of him fill her lungs as he remained to nestle his nose in the crack of her neck to do the same to her. They remained there for a moment, eyes closed and breathing, feeling each other, the sheer warmth of his body a great comfort against her skin, her arms and bare breasts as they had been left the night before. He held her tightly and pushed up against her again, and again Meira burst out into giggles, taking her hands to massage into his head and hair, pressing a kiss against his cheek, against his lips. His eyes opened to hers for a moment, just a pause, to see those brown eyes staring back at him with just the same brightness, the same slight hesitation… So very slowly, so cautiously they met their lips again, softly at first, briefly and affectionately, until the passion escaped along with her moan.

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Your perfect fantasy.

You walk in looking sexy as hell. I make you strip for me. Slowly savoring the moment. Once your down to just your underwear I pull you to me. Sit you on top of me. Almost instinctively you start moving and grinding. I smirk knowing where this is going to go. I place my hands on your hips. Gently slowly moving up. I get to your bra and begin to unhook it. You slap my hands away. I lower my hands pulling you into me. Kissing your neck. Biting your lips. Kissing my way down to your breasts. Take it off I say. You follow orders. I cup your breasts kissing sucking biting. Your hands move under my shirt feeling my body lifting my shirt over my head. I pull you in again whispering what I'm going to do into your ear. I feel your leg twitch on mine. You stand up and bend over. Pulling your underwear down for me. One had caressing your back my other one makes it's way to you. Already wet. I lightly tease around the edges. Then slip one finger in just barely. You try to push back begging for more. My free hand pushes you away. You look back at me longingly. I slowly move my finger teasing feeling your anticipation. I add another. Again just barely. I slowly push deeper feeling your wet warmth. I pull you closer keeping fingers still but moving you. I start moving and rotating fingers hitting the spot over and over. Your leg shakes. I stop. You look at me almost upset. I pick you up feeling you wet against my body. I carry you to the bed lay you down turn my back. You sit up about to ask what. Without looking just listening I tell you to be quite and lay down. You follow. You look on the bed and see two dress ties. I come back something In hand you can't see what. I lift a tie and cover your eyes. I pick up the other and tie your hands above your head. You feel nothing. I'm not touching you at all. I kiss your lips then your neck then your breasts. You feel me moving down. Anticipation. I hover right over. You feel me breathing begging me to do it. I kiss your leg move to your ankle. You sigh. I start kissing up your leg again my lips gently grazing your pussy. Again nothing. I reach my hand under your back and kiss your neck. My hand gently caressing your body. Then by your surprise lightly touch your beautiful wet lips. You let out a gasp. I slowly circle around your clit. And again push my fingers into you. I move my mouth over my fingers. And gently bit your wet lips. Pulling. And sucking. Hour legs tighten around my head. I know you want to grab my hair. You start to wiggle arms. Stop I demand. You again listen. You feel nothing just my absence. Then cold around your breasts. Then lower. The room smells of chocolate. You feel me suck and lick around getting every drop off. Then a pressure. Me just gently teasing you barely putting it in. You move hips to push me deeper. I push into you. Your back arches. I move slow making every push count and pull out almost completely teasing you of the thought of leaving.

My husband’s best friend says goodbye

I'll be honest; I'm a tease. I know what I am doing when I put on that sleeveless shirt and no bra. I have double D's, there's no way I couldn't know that my tits are bouncing around freely and visibly as I perform my mundane tasks in front of my husband's friend while he sits on the couch. My nipples are just out of view, and it's torture.

Ben, my husband, is in the bathroom. It's late, like really late, and we've all been drinking. Jimmy, his buddy, is on the couch, chatting at me while I bounce around the house in my slutty top and sweat pants.

I lean forward to grab something in his view and I feel the breeze go under my tits as they fall away from my ribcage. The light shines through and illuminates the curve of my underboob. I feel his gaze upon me.

I nonchalantly reach my hand into the side of my top and give a quick rub that could pass as a scratch to my boob like I don't know he's watching.

Mindless deviance. (part 4 of a four-parter)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9

You get back to the bedroom, where you see Wendy, snoozing under her covers.

Where has she gone? you thought. Stupid girl.

The sheets are wet, slightly pink; not too pink to be blood. You smell her arousal, and there is a vague smell of cum. She is obviously sweaty, and tired.

You sit at your bed; there is a piece of paper with neat lettering.

DAILY SCHEDULE FOR THE DAY

8 a.m. Breakfast with Master

10 a.m. Return to Bedroom

12 p.m. Lunch in Bedroom

1 p.m. Playtime

4 p.m. Return to Bedroom

6 p.m. Dinner with Master

7 p.m. Special Privileges

10 p.m. Bedtime

A line, written in bold, screams

YOU ARE NOT TO TOUCH YOURSELF OUTSIDE OF PLAYTIME

Special Privileges. you wonder what that means. Speshful Pivrledges? Spashful Penislegders? You vaguely remember knowing what 'Special Privileges' meant. But now you can't remember anymore.

The note drifts away out of your mind as soon as you return the note to its dresser.

THE BIRTHDAY PRESENT (str8,INC,Mf,Fm)

Stephen looked at his watch as he waited in the car. Damn it – Lucy was going to be late for college, what was she doing? To be honest, he knew what she would be doing – gossiping with her mother about something or other or checking her hair in the mirror. Maybe winding her little brother James up. She was like her mother in that she didn’t do anything in a hurry. Eventually, after what seemed like an eternity, she appeared at the front door and Stephen was once again struck by what a beautiful young woman his daughter had become. She had just turned eighteen and had flowered into what he would not hesitated to describe as a stunner – if she hadn’t been his daughter, that was. Her beautiful face was framed by a bob of brown hair and her school uniform could not hide the swell of her breasts. Stephen couldn’t help but feel a most un-fatherly surge of what could almost be described as lust as he watched those breasts bounce slightly as she ran down the garden path to the car, her school bag slung on her shoulder. It was not surprising that his daughter was so gorgeous as her mother was a strikingly good looking woman as well, more curvy than Lucy with larger breasts and backside but with the same beautiful brown eyes and long legs. Lucy got in and kissed her father on the cheek. “I’m sorry dad. Mum was just showing me the top she bought yesterday. It’s really nice.” “Whatever” said Stephen, giving his daughter a look of mock disapproval as he started he car.”I can’t believe you’d be so inconsiderate, especially on my birthday.” “Sorry”. She kissed him again. “Happy birthday. What does it feel like to be 44?” “I feel old” he said as they set off towards his daughter’s college. ‘Well you don’t look it. You’re still very handsome”. She gave his slightly greying hair a quick stroke. Stephen felt his heartbeat quicken slightly at the feel of his daughter’s soft hand in his hair. What was wrong with him this morning? The truth was, he had been having inappropriate thoughts about his daughter for a few months now. He had pounced on these thoughts as soon as they appeared but they were occurring more and more frequently. The worst time had been two months earlier when he had gone to use the bathroom. He had been unaware that Lucy had been taking a bath and had stopped in his tracks, frozen in shock when he was confronted with the sight of his daughter standing up in the bath, completely naked, water running down the generous curves of her exquisite breasts and dripping off her pink nipples. It had only been a matter of seconds but he couldn’t help looking just a moment too long, drinking in the sight of his teenage daughter’s body as she stood there. His daughter broke the spell.”Get out Dad, I‘m in the bath.” she laughed and her father stumbled out, mumbling his apologies. The worst thing about it was that, despite the embarrassment, his cock had begun to harden in his trousers and he had to work hard to make it go away, using his shame to make the blood leave his inflating cock. What made it weirder was that Lucy hadn’t seemed that bothered about her father seeing her body. The way she had laughed when she told him to get out – it had sounded almost playful. The thing he had been most ashamed of was the previous week when his wife Sheila had been giving him a tit job. They had had the house to themselves – they had both been horny as they often were but Sheila had been on her period and so didn’t want intercourse. Stephen didn’t mind, as a tit job from Sheila was one of the best things in the world. The problem was, as she wrapped the heavy, hot flesh of her beautiful tits around his cock and started to work them up and down in a sweet rhythm, he couldn’t stop thinking about their daughter. Sheila increased the rhythm and he looked down and saw the head of his cock protruding from between his wife’s tits. He knew he had a big cock – it was long, ten inches and thick as well, especially the fat, purple head which was currently sticky with his precum. Right now, he couldn’t help but imagine that it was his daughter’s tits wrapped around his dick. They weren’t as big as her mum’s but he imagined they would feel amazing wrapped around her dad’s thick cock. He tried to keep focussed on his wife – on her lovely face, on her beautiful tits as she moved them faster, trying desperately to force out the cum that was boiling in his balls, but he kept getting flashes of his daughter stood in the bath – her breasts, her legs, her beautiful face. Oh god! It was too much. He abruptly stood up, pulled his jerking cock free from between his wife’s tits, steadied her head by gripping a handful of thick black hair and came right in her face. He almost fell over, the waves of orgasm turning his legs to jelly as he drenched his wife’s face in blast after blast of thick, hot cum. Sheila had her mouth open – she loved the taste of her husbands thick spunk- and several blasts of cum landed in it. He looked down at his wife, face and hair drenched in his spunk, grinning up at him like the cat that had got the cream. He felt a pang of shame then, because he hadn’t been able to resist imagining that it was his daughter’s face that he had been emptying his balls into. “Dad” Lucy’s voice brought him back into the present. He turned to her and saw that she was running her hand through her hair. “What is it?” He asked. “Do you like my hair? I got it cut especially for you’re birthday.” “You didn’t have to do that.” He laughed. “ I wanted to make an effort.” She said. “Well it’s looks awful.” He replied. “Don’t be horrible” shrieked his daughter in mock outrage, giving his thigh a playful slap. “Hey. Watch it” he father laughed.” You’ll make me crash the car.” “Well be nice then” his daughter laughed. “Ok, ok. You’re hair looks lovely. Like it always does.” “Thankyou dad”. His daughter smiled. Just then, Lucy’s phone rang. She took it out of her pocket. ‘It’s Jenny” said Lucy, answering. Jenny was Lucy’s best friend and she was almost as sexy as his daughter. She had a massive pair of tits and he had often fantasised about spraying his hot load all over them, imagining his white spunk dripping off Jenny‘s thick, pink nipples. Lucy started talking to Jenny about this and that and it was a few moments before he realised something very strange. His daughter’s hand was still on his thigh. He tried to concentrate on driving but all his mind could focus on was the feel of his daughter’s hand, midway up his thigh. He looked at her but she seemed to be completely unconscious of where she had placed her hand, chatting happily away on her phone. Then she started to move her hand, running it slowly up his thigh. He had no doubt where that hand was heading and was horrified to realise that a bulge was appearing in his crotch. Oh my god, my daughter’s giving me an erection. He almost crashed the car as he felt his daughter’s hand on his crotch. His cock was now fully erect and he felt it twitch inside his trousers at her touch. “Ok Jenny. I’ve got to go now, were nearly at college. I’ll see you later.” Lucy rang off and out her phone away just as the car pulled into the drive that led to the school gates. Stephen stopped the car a few feet from the gates and turned to his daughter. “What are you doing Lucy?” He asked. His daughter looked right into his eyes. God, her eyes are beautiful he thought. “I’m giving you your birthday present.” She gave the bulge in his trousers a squeeze and he gasped. “But we shouldn’t do this, we…” Stephen couldn’t finish the sentence. He was too excited by the fact that his daughter had just unbuttoned his trousers and was unzipping his fly. “Oh God” he gasped, looking up at the car roof. “You’re going to have to take these off.” Said Lucy. Stephen didn’t say anything, he couldn’t think of anything to say. He struggled out of his trousers so that the only thing hiding his throbbing cock from his daughter was the tight pair of underpants he was wearing. He suddenly remembered where they were and looked out the car window to see if anyone was about. They had been slightly late so most of the students were already in college and the drive they were parked on was deserted. He groaned as his daughter put her hand under her shirt and ran it up his toned stomach. “You know you’re in really good shape for your age” Lucy giggled. “All my friends fancy you. They say you’re a silver fox.” “A silver fox?” “Yes. Jenny thinks you’re gorgeous. She says she’d like to suck your cock. She’d be so jealous if she could see us.” His daughter ran her hand back down to the massive bulge in his under pants. She gripped his cock through the material and he groaned again. “I can’t wait to see what you’re cock looks like Dad. It feels massive.” She took her hand from his cock and in a quick movement reached under her skirt and pulled her knickers off. “What are you doing Lucy?“.Stephen again looked around again to see if there was anyone about but they were still alone. Lucy said nothing, just pressed her knicker’s to her father’s nose. His nostrils were instantly full of the smell of hot teenage pussy. He imagined those knickers pressed up against the hot hairy slit between his daughters legs and felt his cock buck with lust. “Do you like the smell of you’re daughter’s wet pussy?” Asked Lucy.”Its thinking about your fat cock that’s been making me wet.” She put her hands into the elastic of her father’s underpants and pulled them down, finally freeing his hot throbbing cock, which twitched on his belly, just inches from his daughter’s face. “Oh my God, it’s HUGE” gasped Lucy. “I’m not sure if I can fit it all in my mouth”. She ran her soft hand along it and her father groaned. He was so full of lust for Lucy that he didn’t think he could take much stimulation before he was unleashing a blizzard of spunk. He hoped that when he did it would be into his daughter’s face or in her tight vagina. “Have you ever sucked a cock before”? He asked, breathing heavily. “Oh yes.” She replied, matter of factly. “Whose”? He asked. His daughter had now wrapped her knickers around his thick cockmeat and was working the shaft in a steady rhythm. “I’ve sucked James’ cock loads.” Stephen should have been shocked that Lucy had been sucking her seventeen-year-old brother’s cock. “Did you like sucking your brothers’ cock?” He asked. “Yeah” said Lucy with a dirty laugh.”And I liked it when he came in my mouth. His cum tastes nice.” Her father groaned again and Lucy felt his cock twitch again through the material of her knickers. She realised that she didn’t have long. She pulled the knickers off his cock and gripped his cock firmly in her hand. The fat purple bell end was now inches from her face and she could see pre-cum leaking from the piss slit. She reached forward and licked the pre-cum up, running her tongue backwards and forwards across the piss slit to make sure that she got every drop. Stephen groaned loudly. The roughness of his daughter’s hot tongue was delightful. “Please suck it” he pleaded. “You want me to suck your cock daddy?” She asked, mock innocently. “Yes” he gasped. “Ok” she said and plunged her head down onto his cock, taking five inches of her fathers hot cock meat in her mouth. Stephen gasped. He wouldn’t have believed that his daughter’s small dainty mouth could wrap itself around his cock like that. “Lucy” he gasped as his cock was enveloped in the beautiful, skin tight heat of his daughter’s mouth. She started to move her head up and down his shaft and he reached forward and grabbed a handful of her soft hair. God, her mouth was like a pussy, gripping his cock in a velvet vice. He was so lost in pleasure that he didn’t hear the phone ring for a few moments. His daughter took her mouth from his throbbing cock and looked up at him. “You’d better get that” she said. Stephen reached into his pocket and took out his phone. He looked at the caller – it was his wife. “It’s your mum” he said. “Well say hi from me” said his daughter before enveloping her dads cock in her mouth again and re-starting the beautiful up and down movements of her head. “Hi Sheila” he said, trying to control his breathing. He hoped he didn’t sound like he was getting a blowjob from their daughter. “Hi Stephen.” To be honest, his wife’s voice didn’t sound too steady.” Did you get Lucy to school?” ‘Yeah, I’m just dropping her off now.” Lucy was now just sucking her dad’s fat bell end, making sure that any pre-cum was going straight down her throat. Stephen felt the familiar tingle in his heavy balls and knew that it wouldn’t be long before he was pumping his cum into Lucy’s mouth. “We were a little bit late but we made it” he said. “What are you doing?” ‘Oh, I’m just making some breakfast for James. And you won’t believe this, but your son was so horny that he’s fucking me while I do it.” “What, he couldn’t wait till afterwards?” asked Stephen, incredulous. Lucy was now seeing how much of her dad’s thick cock she could take. He reckoned she must have about seven inches in there – he could feel the back of her throat. God she was good at sucking cock. “No” continued his wife. He heard her gasp.”He’s fucking me while I cook the breakfast.” She groaned again. Stephen could hear a slapping noise, the sound of his well-endowed son fucking his mum. “It’s quite distracting.” She laughed. He heard her say to her 17-year-old son. “Fuck your mum like a whore.” Stephen heard the slapping noise increase and his wife gasp in pleasure. “How is he fucking you” asked Stephen. He was now working his daughters head up and down his cock. He thought about his son’s thick eight-inch cock pumping in and out of his mum’s plump, hairy pussy. “He’s got me bent over the oven.” Gasped his wife. “Are you naked” God he was so close to cumming. He knew from the sound of his wife’s voice that she wasn’t too far away, either. “No. I’m wearing a dress. I’ve even got my apron on.” She giggled.”He just ripped my knickers off, bent me over the cooker and plunged his lovely penis into my vagina.” “Oh God, I’m going to cum soon” gasped Stephen. “Are you wanking” gasped his wife. “No, I’ve got a confession to make.” “What is it dear”? He heard her turn to her son and gasp. “That’s right, grab your mum’s tits while you fuck her”. He heard his son gasp. Stephen bet the seventeen year old wasn’t far from cumming either. He’d been having sex with his mum for several months now, Sheila thought that it was just part of her motherly duty, and by all accounts had developed into a star lover but even the best lovers could only last a certain amount of time inside Sheila’s hot, juicy, pussy without filling her belly full of spunk. She could do things with her vagina that were amazing.The first time she had let James put his dick inside her, he had only managed two thrusts before his arse was bucking between her legs and his hot, boy cum was spraying against his mother’s cervix. “The thing is” said Stephen.”I’ve got my daughters mouth wrapped around my cock while I’m talking to you.” “Oh my God. Lucy is sucking you dick?” “Yeah’ gasped Stephen.” And she’s really good.” ‘I’m not surprised.” gasped Sheila. “ She’ll have inherited it from her mum.” “I’m going to cum” gasped Stephen. He was so close now. The spunk in his balls was at boiling point. If he’d been stood up his legs would have been jelly. “Oh my God. Lets all cum together.” Sheila gasped. “As a family”. She turned to her son. “Are you ready to cum in your mum’s cunt? Are you ready to cum for me?” He heard his son answer in the affirmative. “Slap your mums arse” she shouted at him. “Slap your mum’s arse like she’s a whore.” Lucy’s head was moving up and down frantically on her father’s cock. “Oh I’m going to cum” shouted Stephen and everything exploded. There was an explosion of ecstasy that ripped through his body as he pumped his daughter’s mouth with his hot cum. All control left him as he pushed up into his daughter’s mouth as if it was a beautiful, tight vagina. Blast after blast of hot, sticky cum shot into that hot place, filling it up with her father’s seed. Amidst his ecstasy he heard his wife shriek. “Agghh, I’m cumming.” The phone distorted as she screamed into it. He heard his son too, bellowing as he filled his mum’s spasming womb, the place that he had come into this world from, with jet after jet of hot teenage spunk. When his orgasm had subsided, he looked down at his daughter. She was grinning up at him. “What have you got there?” He groaned. His daughter opened her mouth to reveal that her mouth was absolutely full of her dad’s white cum. She swallowed it down and said “Yum.” “Did you come in your daughter’s mouth.” His wife’s voice was shaky after her massive orgasm. “Yeah, I absolutely filled it. It was a massive load.” “Did she swallow it?” “Every drop.” “Good girl. She takes after her mother.” “He’s still hard’ called Lucy, holding her fathers still throbbing dick. Stephen gasped as she licked the last bit of white cum that was leaking from the piss slit. He heard his wife laugh. “Well, you do always like to go twice. I don’t think you should disappoint your daughter.”

Howls of Lust II [fantasy, werewolf, blood, force, WF]

Midnight…

Juliet waits.

It has been 2 months since her first encounter with the creature she now calls ‘my wolf’. In that time she has changed. Everyone has commented on it. She has become much more forceful. Juliet was never someone you would call a shrinking violet but the differences were stark. In the last month she has dumped her long-term boyfriend. Found a new job. Completely revamped the operation of her parent’s farm and more.

Her emotions were all over the place. Some days she was just giddy and filled with life. Taking joy in every little task and smiling with ease. Other days she worried. Snapped. Isolated herself from everyone and heaven help anybody who attempted to lure her out. She was intense. Everybody said so.

Juliet was aware of all of this. Only she knew why.

Him.

Some days she swore to herself that she would leave. Get on a plane and get as far away from him as possible. But no matter how many times she reached for the phone she could not bring herself to do it.