The Sacrificial Lamb, Ch. 21

My girlfriend growing up was the daughter of a cop, and she didn't know how to fire a gun, so that was not surprise for me. I love that she got off on it a bit.

The sex was hot and intense, and it should be after all the stress and intense emotions and denial flying about for so long. But then, you turn around and give them such tender, still moments, that I love equally. It's a nice dance between the two.

"Stay with me." ::sigh::