He wasn't soft now, he was oh, so hard. Richard looked at me, then down. A sort of rape, if you will. Jason still had my hand, and his mouth was rubbing along the side of my neck on the side opposite from Nathaniel.
He called inside my head, sort of. Why was I left so often this night with a dozen things to say and nothing I wanted to share out loud? I decided for partial truth, better than a lie, I guess. Are you really this slow, or just driving me crazy on purpose? What? I said. You just fell asleep.
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