The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 35 - Sex Stories

The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 35

... fat, you're out of shape, and won't listen to what the doctors tell you. Despair and self-loathing burned in his gut.You refuse to take care of yourself. Sure, the original recovery time was slated for nine months, but Donald found himself behind schedule as there were certain days when he chose to stay home and play video games instead of attending physical therapy.What does it matter? It's not gonna make any difference in the long run. All the pain and suffering, and the depression and anxiety that stemmed from that one freakish moment had drained Donald's motivation to keep trying and make things better.

One of the two ligaments that cross the knee and help connect the thighbone (femur) to the shinbone (tibia), Donald suffered a grade three tear of the anterior cruciate ligament on Thanksgiving Day, 2019, in a single-car accident while driving home from Nevada. The roads were still slick and icy following a blizzard which occurred the previous day.That snowbank all but totaled my little car. Things had been in a downward spiral ever since.

"You okay, Donald? If I didn't know any better, I'd think you needed something for a hangover."

I need something for a lifeover. Tears streamed down his cheeks, though he attempted to conceal any visual evidence of that from Mrs. Winston. "Nah, I'm good." He sniffed his nose and raised his left foot, finding a temporary reprieve from the pain. "Just tired, I guess, and sore. Glad I got tomorrow off."At least I have the raid ...

... with my guild at ten o'clock tonight to look forward to. Donald had been an avid player of the online RPG World of Warcraft for nearly three-quarters of his life.With any luck, we can finally defeat that dumb boss tonight, and move on to the next one.

"Oh, my sweet boy." Mrs. Winston materialized like a fairy godmother and tucked a wayward clump of red hair behind Donald's ear. "I know life has been a struggle and you're not feeling well." She latched onto his wrist. "Why don't you go out and have some fun for a change? You're always such a homebody. Go to Palm Springs or Los Angeles, maybe San Diego, and just ...let loose. Go enjoy yourself." Her compassionate gaze tugged at his heartstrings. "You deserve it."

Donald drew back and wiped his eyes.

"My God, you're twenty years old, and in the prime of your life. I may be out of line for saying this and I'm sorry if I am, but you've worked with us for three years now, and I hate how you constantly beat yourself up. I care about you and want you to be happy. So does Mr. Winston. You're a good young man, Donald, but won't let others see it." She reached for his opposite hand and squeezed. "I think what you really need is to meet a nice girl your age, and for you and her to fall in love. It would solve all your problems."

A laugh sputtered free. "That's a lot easier said than done, Mrs. Winston." Especially when he preferred to spend the bulk of his time stowed away in his bedroom gaming.KiraMoonKnight may have a soft, ...