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Authors: Jane Livingston
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ignite a fire in Josie.
Occasionally, during weak moments, she found herself in a drunken embrace with a classmate, but as soon as he inserted his tongue into her mouth or pressed his erection against her body, she would wiggle away. Because of this, she had a reputation as a tease, but she didn’t care. She simply couldn’t do it; she couldn’t be with anyone but Nick. Not yet, anyway.
At night she’d lie awake staring at the photos she took of him with her cellphone. She never got tired of looking at his erect penis, or any other position they found themselves in. Sometimes, she let her imagination get the better of her as images of his face smothered by some girls’ big breasts or even a girl’s pussy flashed through her mind. She winced at the thought of him being with anyone else.
Often she would test him. She texted him in the middle of the night to see how quickly he would respond. Sometimes he would text back immediately, or call the next day. There were times it took him a week to get back to her. Her obsession swallowed her up and controlled her life. Food made her retch, she neglected her studies and sleep never came. Her parents and friends urged her to let him go and find someone new, but she couldn’t. It wasn’t that easy. At times she believed she would spend the rest of her years without ever being touched again.
Josie wiped the tears from her eyes as the windshield wipers slapped snowflakes from her windscreen. She held the steering wheel tightly and tried to avoid the wet and icy patches.
As she neared State College, she paused at a red light to text Nick; she would be there shortly. He didn’t respond. She wasn’t sure if he really wanted to see her but she was going anyway. He had returned to college early before the semester started without any reason. Josie could only assume it was because he had a co-ed lover.
When Josie walked into his dorm room, she noticed the empty beer cans lying at his feet. He was in an extremely foul mood; she had never seen him so grumpy. Without saying anything, he pulled her toward him and kissed her hard. She tried to push away, but he buried his fingers in her arms.
“Nick,” she protested. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to have sex with him, but she wanted to talk to him first.
He ignored her protest and flung her onto his dorm bed, pressed down on her and kissed her roughly on the face and neck. Reaching down between her legs, he rubbed with increasing pressure. Josie tried to resist but he kept going until her body responded.
“Slow down. At least let me take off my coat and boots.” Josie sat up and removed her coat while he watched. She looked up at his stern face and dropped the last of her clothing on the floor.
Nick stepped out of his sweatpants and pushed her down on the bed. He lay on top of her and shoved himself inside her. He looked at the wall as he pounded his body against her. Josie stroked his cheek and rubbed her hands down his back, but he shifted away from her touch.
When he was through, he rose from the bed and pulled his pants up. “There, are you satisfied now?”
Josie wrapped herself in the sheets and stared at him in disbelief. “Hardly. I didn’t drive up here in a blizzard to be treated like a fucking whore.”
He collapsed in a chair and sipped his beer. “It was your choice, not mine.”
She sat upright, hugging the sheet around her breasts. “What is the matter? Are you afraid your new girlfriend will walk in? Am I infringing upon your bachelor sex parties?”
Nick laughed. “Man, you have a vivid imagination. Is that what you think I’m doing up here, entertaining
Occasionally, during weak moments, she found herself in a drunken embrace with a classmate, but as soon as he inserted his tongue into her mouth or pressed his erection against her body, she would wiggle away. Because of this, she had a reputation as a tease, but she didn’t care. She simply couldn’t do it; she couldn’t be with anyone but Nick. Not yet, anyway.
At night she’d lie awake staring at the photos she took of him with her cellphone. She never got tired of looking at his erect penis, or any other position they found themselves in. Sometimes, she let her imagination get the better of her as images of his face smothered by some girls’ big breasts or even a girl’s pussy flashed through her mind. She winced at the thought of him being with anyone else.
Often she would test him. She texted him in the middle of the night to see how quickly he would respond. Sometimes he would text back immediately, or call the next day. There were times it took him a week to get back to her. Her obsession swallowed her up and controlled her life. Food made her retch, she neglected her studies and sleep never came. Her parents and friends urged her to let him go and find someone new, but she couldn’t. It wasn’t that easy. At times she believed she would spend the rest of her years without ever being touched again.
Josie wiped the tears from her eyes as the windshield wipers slapped snowflakes from her windscreen. She held the steering wheel tightly and tried to avoid the wet and icy patches.
As she neared State College, she paused at a red light to text Nick; she would be there shortly. He didn’t respond. She wasn’t sure if he really wanted to see her but she was going anyway. He had returned to college early before the semester started without any reason. Josie could only assume it was because he had a co-ed lover.
When Josie walked into his dorm room, she noticed the empty beer cans lying at his feet. He was in an extremely foul mood; she had never seen him so grumpy. Without saying anything, he pulled her toward him and kissed her hard. She tried to push away, but he buried his fingers in her arms.
“Nick,” she protested. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to have sex with him, but she wanted to talk to him first.
He ignored her protest and flung her onto his dorm bed, pressed down on her and kissed her roughly on the face and neck. Reaching down between her legs, he rubbed with increasing pressure. Josie tried to resist but he kept going until her body responded.
“Slow down. At least let me take off my coat and boots.” Josie sat up and removed her coat while he watched. She looked up at his stern face and dropped the last of her clothing on the floor.
Nick stepped out of his sweatpants and pushed her down on the bed. He lay on top of her and shoved himself inside her. He looked at the wall as he pounded his body against her. Josie stroked his cheek and rubbed her hands down his back, but he shifted away from her touch.
When he was through, he rose from the bed and pulled his pants up. “There, are you satisfied now?”
Josie wrapped herself in the sheets and stared at him in disbelief. “Hardly. I didn’t drive up here in a blizzard to be treated like a fucking whore.”
He collapsed in a chair and sipped his beer. “It was your choice, not mine.”
She sat upright, hugging the sheet around her breasts. “What is the matter? Are you afraid your new girlfriend will walk in? Am I infringing upon your bachelor sex parties?”
Nick laughed. “Man, you have a vivid imagination. Is that what you think I’m doing up here, entertaining
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