The Great Gatsby Dialectical Journal

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It was Thanksgiving, according to Bass, as Charlie stood looking at her revamped living room while Bass worked on getting the Quail she had caught early that morning ready to put in the oven.

Listening to the shopkeeper's wife on that first visit into town, Charlie realized that she had a keen interest in her great-grandma's junk. So, she and Bass had the blackout equivalent of an estate sell and now had a healthy credit at most of the shops in town along with two goats and a hen house full of chickens that they had barted for.

The cabin was cozy and going into winter, mild as it might be, cozy, and warm were key. They had slowly accumulated a collection of books for Bass and Charlie had picked up knitting, threatening Bass with her needles if he so much as smirked at her. Even though she enjoyed it, there just
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“Oh yeah?” Charlie asks tilting her head to give him better access to her neck.

“Mmhhmm, you make it when I do this,” he says, slipping a hand under her shirt to cup a breast causing her to moan his name as he walks her forward, unbuttoning her pants as they go, janking them down to her thighs once they reach the couch. One hand pushes down on her lower back as the other frees himself from his pants.

Pushing her shirt up under her arms, his lips touch the smooth skin of her back, his tongue darting out to taste it as a hand sneaks between her legs, parting her outer lips as his fingers delve inside her entrance, spreading her liquid want up and around to her clit. Charlie bucks when his finger presses against it, rubbing ever so gently all the while nipping and licking at her back until she’s begging him to enter her. Using his hands to spread the globes of her ass, Bass slids his cock into her depths with a ragged sigh.

“Jesus, Joseph, and Mary, Bass. Don’t just stand there, fuck me!” she orders him with a moan so wanton it should be