I found my mind to grow quite s****l as I wondered if he pleasured himself when thinking of me after our last conversation. This thought alone was enough to make me find my own release, but I found there to be this sickening desire to seek out Warren once more and have him fulfill me in the ways Gabriele couldn’t-at least not yet. My visions would play out to where I was torn between Gabriele and Warren, as Gabriele would turn from me and Warren would place chaste kisses upon my neck. But each time, I would distance myself from Warren and return to the man whom my affections were truly blooming for.
This made the next day in church incredibly irritating as I found Gabriele to not even look to me once. His gaze focused on the front of the congregation or the far back, but never to my area
