Little Cat. Tamara Faith Berger

thought she was in pain but she started laughing. She couldn’t stop. Her voice got high and then low. ‘I feel like I’m flying. I feel like I’m flying!’

      I watched her crumple down on the floor in front of my feet. Her back was shaking. I couldn’t tell if she was still laughing or if she was crying.

      ‘Are you okay?’ I asked. I wanted the lights to go on.

      ‘Yeah, yeah, I’m okay, I’m okay. I needed that. Thank you.’

      She was talking into her hands. Thanking me! Man. But she didn’t move from the floor. I had to wipe off my dick. I wanted to get up, get it clean and go home. I would think about her all night. I’d think about this for a long time. Maybe I’d get to do it with this girl again.