Page 230 of Filthy King (Five Points' Mob Collection 7)

A mutual agreement.

That we were it for each other.

The worst shit I could do, she'd forgive me for.

The worst shit she could do, I'd forgive her for.

We were an open book.

Pages still to be written on.

And the ink?

The slick juices that drenched her cunt and the seed that spilled from me as we came.