Breaking Up & Breaking In
I opened up the door, stomach churning. My guts dropped as Serah saw me and smiled, widely and broadly. “Hey handsome! I missed you,” she said, moving across the room with a cute-almost stumble. She wrapped her arms around me, but I stood rigid. She must have felt that, sensed something was wrong, because her smile began to fade. Her lips still stayed stretched up, but her eyes started to fill with worries. “We need to talk, Serah.” Breakups are nasty. I didn’t want to hurt Serah, but then I also didn’t want to be with her anymore. She was gorgeous, don’t get me wrong: around 5’6 with a voluptuous body that was pillowy and soft around the tits and arse, but still some kind of taut around her waistline. Long, smooth legs, and a …