I want to make it clear that the way you laid it on me last night upon my arrival provided me with an out of body experience. I can still feel the weight of you on top of me, bearing down on me, as if you were pushing the moans out of my body. It was as if the moans from me were traveling from my pussy, through my stomach, across my heart, in order to pour out of my mouth. The laughing and giggling, though? I don’t know where there came from. All I can say is that they were done in response to how amazing you were making me feel in that moment

2 hours later….

Craig. My baby. I am sitting in the chair at the Upper Hand Salon and it has recently occurred to me that I don’t remember putting my dress or my underwear in my red bag. I went out to my car and looked on the bag to confirm which garments were there and which were not. The underwear are there. The dress and my bra are not.

All I can think about is what it would do if anyone found them there and knew they belonged to a strange friend of yours and I am beside myself over it. I’ve told you. You say it’s okay. I believe you. But it shook me.

I do not want to hurt your family.

I do not want to lose you.

I am so sorry.