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“Suddenly I found myself wanting to walk down the street with him, my hand in his, on a lazy Sunday. Sit at a restaurant for a long dinner, drinking wine as he stroked my leg. Curling up with our friends on the couch, cuddling into his side and not having to restrain myself. My want for these things bore into my chest and hurt to think about. To have those things, I’d have to give up my job. I wouldn’t get to see him as often. I wouldn’t get to take care of the five boys I’d come to love so deeply. I’d have to find a new job which would take me even further away from him. Plain and simple, these things I wanted I could never have.” Extremely Mature. Please do not read if you are under the legal age in your state/country. (Typically 16+). Thank you.
The Assistant
