Sometimes now, I suspect that my easy acquiescence had nothing to do with being ‘reasonable’ at all. The thrill of those days didn’t end with the amazing things Preston had me do—which were enough inspiration by themselves to keep my s*x life happy for years. These early days I spent under Preston’s rule were accompanied by a growing infatuation with the man, and my eagerness to please was fired by the hopes that secretly burned in my heart. It was as simple as a schoolgirl crush to start. My hormones flying, my dreams of handsome suitors fulfilled—the reality was so rich, something so unlikely for a girl like me that I needed to keep it going. I couldn’t let him go, nor that bigger fantasy of romance, which danced and teased me from afar, taunting me through my surrender.
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