Jessica
"You still have not told me what the problem is?" I said to Derrick, who was busy wrapping a towel around his waist.
We had just finished another round of s*x, and I was still seated on the bed, using a duvet to cover parts of my body.
He called me earlier to tell me that Alex had come to see him with the slave girl.
Which I don't see any issue with, especially since it is customary and the right move from Alex.
But, before we could talk about what his worries were, we were fighting to take each other's clothes off.
Sex with Derrick is not all that interesting, but it's not boring either. I will rather admit that s*x is a good distraction from what's going on around me lately.
He walked across to his window, looking bothered as his face drew lines that made him look way olde
