I turn over onto my back in frustration. I thought that after we had sex my desire for him might fade a bit, become more manageable, but it's even stronger now. Even though I can feel a little soreness and pain between my legs, I want him to take me again, and again, and again. I glance at the clock and am shocked to see it's almost noon. Well, I guess I did have a big day yesterday, between almost sliding down that cliff and losing my virginity. I slide under the sheets to the side of the bed and sit up on the edge. I roll my ankle and find that there's barely any pain, though I guess I should leave the tape on for one more day just to be safe. I stand and pull on a pair of yoga pants and a t-shirt and head downstairs to the kitchen and fix myself some breakfast. My mom walks in just as I'm sitting down at the breakfast table. “Wow, that's a lot of food, Brynn,” she comments, raising her eyebrows at the amount of eggs and toast on my plate. “Starving,” I reply, pausing only momentarily then continuing to shovel food into my mouth.
