Distractions

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ELLA I decided not to take Mr.O'Sheas offer. However, I did spend the next week at home. I found myself starting a new project, the kitchen cabinets; And it was as relaxing as it had been before all this happened. Damien came over to help everyday after school, and everyday, he would distract me. Yesterday we'd ended up doing it on the kitchen table. If this continued, I'd never finish. Right now, he was kissing my neck from behind, running his hands down my sides as I was trying to screw in handles on the doors. "Damien..." "Yes?" "This is going to take a year if you keep stopping me every ten minutes." I said. "That's just a year I get to keep doing it then." He grinned. "You're such a tool." I laughed. "I have a tool." He pressed himself into the back of me, his erection

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