“Yeah, Michelle, just… Give me… a sec…” I turned back to the reflection in the mirror. Sometimes she was a man, and sometimes…
“You… You were Mitch? desi xxx I stared at her until I couldn’t take it anymore. But I let her continue. A second later we separated for air. Her fingers dug into my scalp and held me close as she moaned into my mouth. Let me take you home.” Michelle went to stand up. “Yeah, Michelle, just… Give me… a sec…” I turned back to the reflection in the mirror. My stare, no doubt the hungry gaze of an animal, darted between the two as I tried making up my mind. Her gasps only grew louder. I was dressed in a loose fitting hoodie and a pair of ratty old blue jeans, ripped up from way too much wear and tear, but they were soft and well worn.
