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to throw me upwards when I feel the familiar calloused hands gripping shoulders. I fell right into his arms. What the fuck , people? Talk about shit you only read in books. Now if he kissed me right now, that’d be the cover of a fucking hallmark card. But he doesn’t. Of course he doesn’t. My life isn’t a fairytale, it’s a fucking ghost story.
    Breccan sets me gently down and it takes a minute for me to get used to being back on the ground. As my legs adjust to the weight being placed upon them, he continues to hold me up. When I feel ok ay to, I walk out of his grasp. We walk over to a bigger rock climbing wall and I decide to sit this one out. I pop a squat on a nearby mat to watch what unfolds. Breccan looks confused whether he should go or stay. Confusion. It’s becoming an all too fucked up in my mind feeling for the last couple of days now. To go or to stay.
    “Go ahead. I’ll wait here.” I shoo him away. He might as well have some fun on our date. It’s the little things that count after all.
    I watch him ascend quickly up the huge rock wall. I’m impressed by his skill and efficiency to select his next move so easily. It seems like he impresses me more than I initially thought he would. It’s kind of nice to have someone around that’s kind of on the same level as me. Obviously not in the manner of the fucked up shit that I’ve done, but more personality and intellectual-wise. Also, the man has a great ass. Seriously. I cannot stop staring at something so fucking sexy that it looks like it was sculpted by Michelangelo himself. When he finally descends, I meet him at the bottom. I don’t hesitate to throw my arms around his thick neck. I get so close to his face that I can smell his minty breath. I inhale and am warmed by how deliciously natural he smells. All man, but clean. Damn, some men are so fucking dirty. Not the good kind of dirty, obviously. The go take a damn shower before you try and stick that in my pussy kind of dirty. He embraces me back and lifts me off my feet. I wrap my legs firmly around him. I don’t give a shit who’s gawking.
    “So I take it you’re having a good time?” Breccan asks softly in my ear.
    “I’m having a decent time,” I respond noncommittally. He laughs huskily.
    “A decent time?” he questions with a smirk. I shrug my shoulders and attempt to hide the smile threatening to shatter my composure. He’s definitely on to me.
    He throws me over his shoulder and lays a hard smack right to my left ass cheek. It stings like a bitch, but I like it. I ’m temporarily stunned that he just did it in a public place. But even more so, I’m stunned that he had the balls to do it at all.
    “Tell me how much fun you’re having!” he growls in my ear.
    “I said I’m having a decent fucking time, no take backs!” I respond childishly. I want him to slap my ass again. I’ll rebel over and again for the feel. He starts to walk out and I glance up only to find people boldly staring. One or two may even be smiling awkwardly and a few clapping. Oh fuck, there’s little kids in here and shit. They probably just think I got in trouble like they do at home. At least I hope they think that. I usually could n’t give a shit, but kids are innocent. The only innocent thing left in this world. And then they grow up. Some of them even become like me. Innocence all goes to hell and in its place is resistance and a bunch of broken hearts. Breccan sets me down right before we exit to strip me of my gear. He’d already removed his own while I caught up. Then he throws me casually back over his shoulder like it’s nothing. This time, I reach down as far as I can and make a play to slap his ass. I wind my hand back as hard as possible and swing, only to end up screaming bloody murder.
    “I knew you were made out of stone. Ouch!” I ’m shouting nonsense to nobody in particular. I’m pretty sure I broke my hand. Breccan places me gently on the bike and I throw my leg to the