Chapter 14 Richard - Created On A Sunday

• She took a step back, crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes. “Now you're making things up. I asked you for your shirt. I didn't ask you to fuck me... though, judging from the way you're hard, I already suspect that you want to. So quit the responsible man act and do what your body wants.”
• I ignored her rant. “Let's make a deal. Would you go to sleep if I give you my t-shirt?”
• She nodded. “That'll be fair.”