[his eyes are lazy, but he listens. Tried to imagine what she looked like. How John looked like so young. And of course he imagines them having sex. Clothes on, hair a mess. Did he call her name?
It interests him, the aspect of what John felt. And he remarks that he's never had an empath. Something to try in the future.]
Fuck.
[he's excited by it all, but still languid. Somewhat listless.]
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It interests him, the aspect of what John felt. And he remarks that he's never had an empath. Something to try in the future.]
Fuck.
[he's excited by it all, but still languid. Somewhat listless.]
What happened to her. Did she shine on you?