“Didn’t need to sleep was one thing, but I couldn’t even try. My brain hit hyper drive and all I did was think. Heather had curled up on her side on the long couch. I’d taken a seat in the shorter, love-seat against the wall so I could see down both hallways. Hadn’t found any food, but I’d survive. I hoped. She didn’t talk to me. Just stared at me until her eyelids eventually closed and her breathing had slowed. A half-inch thick chunk of hair fell across her cheek and I itched to brush it from ...her face. On her the shorts were baggy and the shirt was on the tighter side, but thick enough it wasn’t see-through. That would’ve been my undoing. She’d washed her face in the bathroom and devoid of makeup, her skin’s true beauty showed. I preferred au natural girls. Not hairy legs and arms, of course, sick, but no makeup, no pretense. And I was finding I liked the lack of bras for the smaller chested ones. A lot. About midnight the lights turned off with only a single light on at each corner.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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