Chapter 65

KRISTEN

My drive to the office was a bit thoughtful.

In a day, I seemed to have completely changed. I felt... happier.

Not the usual happiness alcohol or sex brought me. This kind of happiness bubbled from within and spread around my body, initiating sparks and flaming heat that made me long for June.

I used to always run to alcohol for solace whenever it felt like the weight of the world bore down on my shoulders, and I always got the desired effect, but... it never lasted.

I would wake up the following morning feeling like a pile of horseshit dumped beside a sewer.

Sex also provided a very great source of happiness. The feeling of the nut crawling around my sack and creeping into my shaft with a convulsing tingle is a form of happiness people don't talk about enough.

And yes, it only lasts for that period. Post-nut clarity had happened to me a few times in the past, and it always left me feeling more devastated than I was before cuff