Saturday morning. Katherine was gone. Taylor was drunk. Bitching up a storm. Being the drama queen. Pathetic. I needed to get away. From her whining. But thats not all. Needed to hide from Alexis. Didnt know how to approach her. So I left.

I could have gone anywhere. But I didnt. I drove there. Halfway I stopped for gas. Sat in the car thinking. Could have turned around. But I didnt.

Got to her place. She wasnt there. Should have drove back. But I didnt. I waited in the car. Sleeping for hours. In that fucking heat. Woke up drenched. Hot and sticky. Looked up. Saw her siloutte in the window. I sat there watching. Thinking.

Then I went up.

I didnt need to go up. But I was drawn. Like a hard habit. Too tough to break. Beyond my will. Drawn.

She opened the door. Smiled. Pulled me in. Her body was cool. We tensed at contact. She pulled away. Something was wrong. She was damp. It was my sweat. My clothes were soaked. Embarrassed beyond words. I wanted to leave. This whole thing was a mistake. I shouldnt have come.

She looked at me. At my body. I avoided her eyes. Then she surprised me. Pushed me against the wall. Smashed her lips against mine. Ripped off my clothes. Tearing it in places. Hurt me in the process. Her lips found my neck. Biting and sucking. Down to my nipples. Teasing and pulling. Looking at me. She was blurry. Everthing was blurry. My knees were weak. Her mouth was on my pussy. Licking and caressing. Everywhere. Hot and wet. I came in a rush. Then everything went black.

I opened my eyes. She was smiling. The tile was cool. So was the ice. She glided it around my neck. Over my nipples. Around my tits. She leaned over. I tasted myself on her lips. She lifted me to my feet. Took my hand. Guided me to the shower. We spent a long time under the cool spray. Grabbing. Biting. Thrusting.

That was the weekend. Now Im back here. Filled with regret.

It was over. At an end. But I couldnt control myself. I had to go back there. Fucking start it up again.

Why?