Kitty was snuggled up with her turbo dildo, snoring like a chainsaw. It was close to midnight, and she was still tired from her f**k session with Mitch the other night.
Kitty's heart started to race as she got lost in her dream. Again, the mangled body of Ezekiel scared her awake. She was covered in sweat and her throat was dry. She hurried down the stairs to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. She was standing at the kitchen sink, drinking the water when something through the window caught her eyes. Her views adjusted to the darkness, and she somehow made out the red ponytail as the person tried to hide behind the bushes. She quickly rushed outside. Her nose flared, and she captured his scent. It was him. The man she missed so much.
“Ezekiel, is that you?” She asked.
She heard him
