Lowell
"I don't even know anything about you,'' I reach for him and brush a strand of hair from his face. His eyes are closed, but he is present with me.
Having sex with Col will always feel like heaven.
He is naked, but there is a content smile on his face.
"You know everything about me,'' he waves his hand in the air and I grab it, squeezing him softly.
"What do you do asides from go to retreats?'' I ask him.
He opens his eyes and there is a humorous smile on his face "I don't go to retreats."
I am teasing him.
He likes it.
"You were at the retreat,'' I remind him.
He laughs "You were there too.''
I roll my eyes "I was forced to be there.''
"By who?''
"Walker fields.''
He raises a brow at me in question "What could Walker had possibly said that would convince you to go for that retreat?''