Masturbation Monday No. 228 — Flight via @_LittleSBitch

The four of them got into the car, Sabrina sat next to Harry.

Silent.

They had driven from JFK to the police station. Sabrina had pressed her head to the bars of the cell and looked at Harry there. She wanted to believe he was innocent, she knew what Damaris was like. Damaris had set up Gui, she knew who Damaris was but now that it was Harry she was filled with doubt about him.

He had spent the night with Damaris, which bothered her more than anything else. Another woman was one thing…

And now Damaris was in a hospital bed clinging to life, and Harry was the main suspect. He was the last person to see her vital, and the angry texts on her phone showed he had motive to cause her harm.

“I did not do it,” Harry had said behind the bars.

Eliza had paid his bail after she asked her husband. A minor amount for them, a fortune for Sabrina. Jeanne sat next to her sister in the car across from them, and Sabrina and Harry got out at their apartment.

Harry was even more silent than usual.

I did not do it, was his mantra when he did speak.

Sabrina nodded, and walked outside after a while.

She needed a moment.

She went to their neighborhood bar, and she wondered what people, regulars thought seeing her there alone without him? She felt vulnerable and as if she had conjured him up, Graham walked in and sat beside her.

There was nothing for him to say—he always knew everything. He wiped unexpected tears from her cheek, and pulled her close to him. She trembled into his arms, and he walked her heaving body to the bathroom.

Heaving and lachrymose, she got into a stall where Graham pulled her close and kissed her so hard but she could not feel it.

She was numb.

He lifted her chin up, and kissed her again.

“Keep your eyes open,” he murmured as he kissed her and without removing any of her clothing touched all of her hot spots. She burst like a supernova. “I can take you away from here if that is what you want.”

Sabrina stared at him, her eyes wide and ready to take flight. He bit her neck, and she took flight figuratively.

She wanted to go away.

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