My descent into the downward spiral of the rabbit hole was exhilarating. I peeled off the mask I’d been wearing for seven years, finally recognizing my reflection in the looking glass. It was me. I had returned. The darkness around me was a familiar place of refuge and I felt alive.
Greg continued his massage of my shoulders, slowly easing his hands towards my soft breasts. He was gentle in his touch and I longed to kiss him again Time was passing quickly and we couldn’t stay behind closed doors alone for much longer. Someone was bound to notice and there would be talk.
Greg turned me around to face him. “We should continue this later. We don’t want to create any suspicion around here.”
I nodded in agreement. He quietly unlocked the door and placed a chair under the vent he’d inspected. “When you open the door, I will be…
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