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Never Look Back: Chapter 2

Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Cum Swallowing, Masturbation, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: DK54, Rating: 91.2, Source: sexstories.com

feel safe. "Where are we gonna go, Porter?" She spoke softly, not wanting to violate the peacefulness of the surroundings. "Where do you wanna go?" He countered while brushing her hair behind her ear. "Everywhere," she answered, at first while staring up at the stars, then after a pause she looked up at him. "No problem," he smiled, "Me and you. We'll travel the world." "Let's go to California first." "Okay." "I wanna see the bridge," she was now in her own thoughts. He smiled and kissed her on the head, she then cuddled closer. After a while of silence, she broke the silence with an impulsive question, "How mad would I have to make you for you to hit me?" Porter, who had just relaxed his eyes, immediately had a tornado of confused hurt inside of him. "Alice..." He noticed how she worded the question. It baffled him. "I just..." She began. Porter sat up, shedding her, "I would never hit you, what does that mean how mad? What the fuck does that mean?" "I..." She couldn't find words, she wasn't usually in these types of situations. "I would never hit you. How... How could you think I could hit you. I love you more than myself, what are you crazy?" He let out a deflated laugh. "I don't know," Alice suddenly began crying, she didn't know why. But she couldn't help herself. Alice was easily set off. This was understandable of course, considering what she's been through. Porter still struggled with avoiding such breakdowns. He shouldn't have said the word crazy. He grabbed her ... immediately, "Your fath... That... Fucking monster of a man, what he did to you... It doesn't happen. Not with me. You can't go through life thinking that it's normal for men to hit women. It's not. I would never ever even think about." "What if I do something really bad," she whimpered, she sounded like a kid, which isn't like her. "Never," Porter reiterated, "If I ever do you have permission to kill me." She sniffled. "This is a 50/50 relationship, Al," he added as he laid back down. "Meaning?" "Meaning if I get out of place you gotta put me back into it. Just like I should do with you. And all that can be done without hitting. This isn't the 1950's no more, Al," Porter said, "It's how successful relationships work." "Alright then, I will," she stated, she didn't quite know what it meant, and couldn't exactly picture herself ever being commanding. Could you blame her, though? The only relationship she has ever witnessed first hand is her mother and father. Her mother feared her father, and never dared spoke back to him. How could she know what a regular happy relationship looked like? "Hey," he got her attention, "I love you..." "I know and I lo..." "Love is a commitment, it's not just something you say to anybody. When you love somebody, you want to be their guardian, you want to be with them everywhere and anywhere." "That's how I feel with you," she muttered, still upset. "I know. Same thing with me. Now try to imagine hitting that person." "I'm sorry." She got the point. ...