What price, curiosity. Part 2 Oblivion - Sex Stories

What price, curiosity. Part 2 Oblivion

... quickly walked toward the door. ”Don’t worry, I can find my own way out. Good Bye.” She stiffened as Tom’s fingers brushed her shoulder and twitched away from him. "Don't!" she whispered, brokenly. Without another glance in his direction she walked quietly out the door, the staccato click of her heels fading as she hurried away. “Fuck.” Tom punctuated the word with a fist to the wall. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. I need a drink.” ::~:::~:: Tom groaned, rolled over and pulled the covers up over his head, he couldn’t remember all that much after making his way back to the bar, just stumbling down the road with Paris and something about dancing and boobs. Tom’s head thumped and his mouth was as foul. His one wish was that he could die and just end the pain. Without another thought he slipped into oblivion on a pitiful groan. ::~:::~::