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iWant To Go Further #4 - iGo Back
Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: Celebrities, Author: LouiseFairfax, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
too much affection. "Carly… could you wait just a while? I promise I'll take care of you when we get to your place." Taking care of her; what an odd thing to call it. She remembered when Carly took care of her when she was sick, feeding her chicken soup and cuddling her back to health. Back then, she could still hear the phrase 'take care of you' without it sounding dirty. She missed that time. * * * Home sweet home. It would be extra sweet for Carly today. Spencer wasn't home; they had the place all to themselves. She grinned at Sam, who was walking behind her. The blonde had promised to 'take care of her' earlier today. Carly couldn't wait to get that girl in her bedroom. At the moment, it was hard to care about whether or not that made her a slut. Sam didn't follow her up the stairs. Initially, Carly felt disappointment. When she saw Sam's face, however, it melted away to be replaced by concern. Something was clearly bothering the other girl, and even when her mind was clouded by lust, Carly knew that Sam had priority over sex. "What's wrong?" Instead of upstairs, Carly led her girlfriend towards the couch, an arm around Sam's shoulder and a hand for Sam to hold. Sam accepted the offered hand, ... but didn't speak. Her face, however, spoke of conflict and apology. Whereas she had been concerned before, she was now scared. She knew that look. Sam was about to reveal something Carly wouldn't like. "Carly, I love you. I really do." She had an idea of where this was going; her fears increased tenfold. "This week… these two weeks, they've been great." This wasn't happening. This could not be happening. "But–" Don't say it, Sam. Don't you dare say it. "–I think we're better as friends." She said it. "I'm sorry, Carly…" When Sam got up, Carly couldn't stop her, her muscles refusing to respond. When Sam stepped out of the apartment, Carly couldn't even yell after her – it felt like she was suffocating. Finally, when Sam closed the door behind her, Carly couldn't hold back her tears. * * * "I'm ho– …Freddie?" "Hey." "Why are you here? Where's Carly?" "She's upstairs." "Oh, alr–" "I think you should go talk to her." "Why? What happened? Is she OK?" "Not… really." "What happened?" "Sam and she broke up." "Oh." "Yeah." "…" "Want me to come with you?" "Please."