Opening Up Amy: 1

Amy is veiled in depression after breaking up with her boyfriend and her best friend works to free her emotionally

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Amy fought to sleep, but she simply couldn’t. Worries from the day weighed heavily on her and her fingers seemed to automatically descend over her breasts, soothing her hardened nipples and along her tummy.

Lower and lower while she tried to suppress the destination, but the energy was too strong and a current carried her hand over her smooth skin and into the V between her legs.

Every concern that gripped her in the middle of the night simply tantalized her emotions and she sought the all-too-familiar outlet of sliding her fingers along her folds and onto her clitoris.

Fuck.

Jeremy finally said he was leaving. Touch.

Her entry-level job in the law firm seemed shaky. Stroke.

Rent was going up. Touch.

No. Amy refused.

It felt so damned good, but she didn’t want to feed into her pussy that seemed greedy and always demanding pleasure. Other ways existed to deal with tension.

Amy closed her eyes, grabbed the second pillow she usually hugged, and stuffed it between her legs. Sigh. Jeremy dumped her.

Social media was a dagger Jeremy used to plunge into her heart. A photo of him kissing a co-worker surfaced on his feed and he didn’t confess until Amy confronted him — by showing him the picture.

The phone became her mortal enemy and she swore she’d only use it to answer messages from work and from no one else.

No one.