...1. The gong sounded and everyone took off. I ran straight to the left towards the forest. I dodged a pair of tributes fighting for a backpack befor...e I entered the woods. By then I had lost sight of Peeta and wondered where he went, we entered the woods around the same area. I kept running but glanced over my shoulder to see if anyone was following. Nope, all is- SMACK! I ran right into someone, the impact knocking me on my ass. "Oww!" I exclaimed, looking for the other tribute but only. Maybe it was all the reading I did in my life that permitted me this anesthesic model of depersonalization, even at this most personal of moments. Add that to the benefits of reading, I guess. It helps you live vicariously—and die, distantly, as a spectator.I know. I stopped addressing you, my Reader, my Rapist, for a couple of interior paragraphs there; I'm sorry. I needed a few private moments to collect myself, my thoughts, my whatever.I'm back now, struggling, but weakly, almost out of a. My ball pressure was building way to fast, I needed to pause. I pulled out of her and flopped to my back then grabbed the condom from her chest. Piper watched avidly while I rolled the rubber down my hard prick. When it was in place she rose up, straddled my thighs then settled down on my cock and we started fucking again. I let her set the pace for a few minutes then urged her to her stomach and mounted over her back, my groin was rolling over the firm round cheeks of her ass while I screwed. ’ He gave me a terse kiss before releasing me, ignoring Sam as he walked past him to the locker room. ‘I’m sorry. That was rude.’ Sam rubbed his bald head and let out a nervous laugh. ‘It’s okay, I’m kind of used to it by now.’ ‘What do you mean you’re used to it? I thought you guys were friends.’ ‘Yeah, we are. Or, we were. Ever since our date, though, he’s barely said two words to me. Really makes things awkward at the station.’ ‘Wait,’ I shook my head as if it would clear it, ‘I don’t.