I started to get mad back at her. Izzy was right; I’d spend the rest of life trying to forget, going through the motions of everything else. Porn I expected Izzy to be saddened for us, but instead she seemed genuinely angry. Not wanting to miss another chance, I’d come up with the idea of telling Mom I was taking a shower and sneaking into here with Abby after she’d gone to bed. Our gaze finally broke as she closed her eyes and leaned her head back, feeling my lips caress her moist flesh. It wasn’t until she was gone that I realized how special it was.
