She stuttered a bit at first and seemed to have some trouble breathing normally as she told me that her name was Laurie and that she’d gotten my number from my ex, Raine, with whom she had become friends at work. Then, still bent over the bench, she whispered, “Oh my god.”
After another long pause she slowly straightened up, turned and threw her arms around me again. xx video She released my wrist and lowered her hand until it was between her legs. She came along, apparently dazed, taking the small, shuffling steps required by the pants around her ankles. Then she started to hyperventilate. Occasionally I would hear a muffled, “Please…I’m sorry…please.”
I held her and stroked her hair while she cried herself out.
