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My mom had reassured me both her and my dad felt safe leaving me in Chris's capable hands; that we would make new traditions together. The problem was, I didn't want new traditions.
His eyes were shiny when he whispered, "You know, even naughty boys and girls can be great parents. I'd be happy to try again when you're ready.
It had moved into this room.
We had been stationed in front of one of those preppy stores.
Too soon, he was done. Then I was lying down again with a pillow between my hands and my back.
Then he repeated it on the underside of those same ropes.
I couldn't walk away.