I don’t want you to talk to him, look at him, or even be near him unless you’re eating dinner got that? With my hands buried in my face now, the clanking of knives and forks hitting the plates filled the air, all the while I sat there and waged a mental war about how I was supposed to handle this situation. XXX Izzy yelled for her to come downstairs now and eventually I heard her footsteps as she marched down the stairs. We were almost fighting for control over each other now, her hand cupped my face gently while my arms wrapped around her and pulled her closer. With my mind only partially made up, Izzy’s warm hand rubbing my back, and my head resting softly against her boobs, I was finally able to get some well needed rest.
