I woke up wrapped in the strong arms of the man who took me to the abyss of our own last night. I wondered why up to now, he still has that effect on me. Why can't I refuse him? Why was his touch enough to weakened my defences? Why are there so many why now?
Andrew always turned me into a lifeless leaf with no strength of its own, swayed and carried by the wind to any direction it pleases. I am like that with him, always swayed to the direction he chooses.
Remembering his question last night, making love between us was legal, and it was not forced; perhaps it was even induced by me as I responded to his touch until we reached our own heaven. I go crazy with his touch and that was a big shame. I should learn how to shield myself from him.
And the fact remained he had hurt me by his betra
