Thunder could be heard rumbling in to the night, whilst flashes of lightning could be seen flickering through the curtains. Two hours had passed since our embarrassing quickie earlier in the evening, in which my mother had heard me and my boyfriend Aiden fucking from down the street. Now alone, me and Aiden were snuggled watching TV, me still wearing his over-sized football shirt from earlier. "Alone at last," said Aiden as I leaned back to where he was laid on the bed, resting my head on his strong chest. He put his arm around me, pulling me close. I gazed up at him and smiled, then leaned upwards to kiss him. His big brown eyes stared back into my icy blue ones, as he cupped my face with has hand and was about to kiss me back when, BANG! Thunder roared and lightning blitzed outside, sending out the lights. We could just about make out each other’s faces in the pitch black. "Great!" I moaned sarcastically, pulling myself from Aiden's embrace and off the bed. I peered through the. She was kissing me with her mouth puckered up like a small child. I asked her to kiss me normally, She did just that for two weeks then back to the pucker. I lost what little interest I had in kissing her. She wanted to cuddle at night. This always aroused me, I would reach for her and she would tell me to just cuddle her. I learned to cuddle her without touching her breasts. Every time I reached for her vagina she moved my hand. That became rare also. Life was not good. The fishing trips that we went on together became single affairs. I went as often as I could. In the fall, I would spend weeks on the river. I was up and down with the blood sugar. There were visits to the hospital. One trip was three weeks long, with the first week in intensive care. The next time, I was caught going north in the south bound lanes of a major cross-town artery. I had no idea who I was or where I was going. She came for me at the hospital. The next day she bought me a med-alert bracelet. I wear it.
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