The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 35 - Sex Stories

The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 35

... Lindsay. Oh, honey, I'm so sorry."

"On top of that, I've had a really shitty week, having made one bad decision after another." Quitting her job. Alienating Colt and Pamela by going against their wishes. Meeting up with a pair of guys in Salt Lake City she shouldn't have.

And coming home to Citronelle.

"I need someone I can trust; someone I can talk to." Spasms racked her muscles until it seemed her bones would snap. "Will you help me, Donnie?Please?"

"Of course." Without another word, he reached for Lindsay and enveloped her in an embrace that both of them very much needed. So many emotions raced around Donald's mind, born of love and sympathy. Lindsay was more than his lifelong crush. This girl took his virginity and had turned his heart inside out long before that. There had never been anyonebut her, nor would there ever be anyoneafter her. Having Lindsay in his arms again and hearing her voice caused both his knees to buckle this time.

"I'm here for you, Lindsay. I told you that in Nevada, the last time we saw each other, and the few times we've spoken on the telephone since. I'llalways be here for you."

"Well, what do we have here?" Mrs. Winston strolled over, brimming with curiosity, with a grin so big her bright, kind eyes crinkled at the corners. Almost like a proud, doting mother who'd just been informed that her son was engaged to be married. "Donald, who is this? Who is your friend?" She patted Lindsay's hand. "Oh, goodness gracious, you're a pretty one. Are you and Donald ..."

Suddenly, Mrs. Winston's forehead creased as her gaze turned ice cold. "Wait a minute. Aren't you ...?" A pause. "You're the Anastacio girl, aren't you? The one who ..."

Disgusting bile stung Lindsay's throat, so much so that she almost vomited in her mouth.

One heavy eyebrow slanted in strong disapproval. "Get out of my store. Your type isn't welcome here."