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Chris had come home from work to find me in bed.
"Chris!" I wiggled under him, my right palm futilely pushing between us on his chest. In the distance, I heard the front door shut loudly.
Once again, Dirk was to blame for my sour mood. I'd not yet confronted him about the incident from last Halloween.
His appeared to be in worse shape.
I was referred to a guy who worked with Dominants. Trained them.
Feasting on turkey, dressing, and mashed potatoes with my parents.