I lied.
I very much lied.
The damn Dart kept me in a near constant state of arousal. I wanted to rub myself on everything. No, one everything Conner. I wanted to spend all my time riding him, even though I knew it wasn’t feasible, and when I had enough mental clarity, knew that the fewer times I had s*x with him, the better, since I was trying to avoid pregnancy. And oh God, could I already be pregnant? I sat on the steps of the church, sunglasses shading my eyes as I chewed through my nails. It was cooler out here, which helped. The people walking by that looked at me like I was a drug addict.. Didn’t. I guess in a way, in my current state, I was an addict. Only I was addicted to Conner. Or Conner’s c**k anyway. I snorted to myself, leg bouncing up and down nervously. I had to stop thin
