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INSTANT SWALLOW. Black eyes REFUSED to look up. Instead gazing INTENTLY at her arms. They were scarred TEN TIMES OVER and yet her nails were already looking to add that ELEVENTH LAYER. Would there ever be a day she was OKAY talking about this? âI-I uh...â Shrug. Scrat. Scrat. Scrat. ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR. FIVE. SIX. SEVEN. âI donât know? Have never thought that deeply inta it?â Nails dug deeper -- GRAZING FLESH NOW. âMaybe I jusâ got PTSD from that first night cause of everythinâ that followed?â LIES. It had been Benjamin catching herself and her sister that PUSHED HER OVER THE EDGE. âI-I...â HEAVY SIGH. âYa want the truth?â SCRAT. SCRAT. SCRAT. The count to seven wasnât working. IN. OUT. JUSâ LIKE THE DOCTOR SAYS. Maybe after some of Helenaâs breathing exercises the count of seven would WORK AGAIN.
âThe truth is that big sissy gettinâ ta orgasm, too, just AMPLIFIED my own? Knowinâ that I could HAVE THAT EFFECT on her. Anâ knowinâ that she was tryna be FAITHFUL ta Alex. Anâ STILL couldnât keep her hands off aâ me.â
Those words were NEVER spoken out loud. A fact Delilah didnât even REALIZE until a familiar STICKY WARMTH found its way beneath her fingertips. âHeh... Guess Iâll never be able ta tell...â Even though GOD ALREADY KNEW. Bloody fingertips returned to flesh. RIPPING AWAY MORE. Maybe one day sheâd find PURE SKIN beneath all this DEFILED FLESH. Or maybe sheâd finally confirm what sheâd feared from the start. That Delilah LeBlanc was ROTTEN TO HER CORE.
