Chapter 9

• The orgasm gives me no real relief though. It’s not enough. I don’t want to jack myself off in my fucking hallway while looking at photos of Mandy. I want her here with me, naked and laying on my bed, begging me to fuck her. I want to fall asleep with my arms wrapped around her and my cock buried in her pussy and wake up the same way. I don’t know how I’m going to explain this to Jim, but I know I can’t go on without Mandy in my life and not just as my best friend’s daughter. I want to marry her, fill that virgin womb of hers with our baby, and spend the rest of my life with her.
• My phone dings, pulling me out of my thoughts. I read it as I head to the bathroom to clean myself up.
• I hope the photos helped you relieve some of that stress. ;) They sure did. Thanks for those.