Fantasy Finished

I stopped doing my end of shift round.  I decided I was more of a danger to her than a safety net.  In truth that was the excuse I told myself, the reason I stopped was I had no desire to see anyone fuck her.  My vicarious fantasy left me depressed when turned into a reality.  Of course I regret that decision, I had been right to caste a concerned eye over her excessive behaviour.  If only I had endured my embarrassment a little longer, two weeks longer to be precise, she would still be healthy and beautiful.  Not that I don’t still find her beautiful, but she is not what she once was.

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