Be my date.

When Gianna woke up,she felt less drained and lazily glanced at the wall clock. It was almost noon. She stressed and sat up to find herself alone in bed. She kept quiet wanting to hear any sound,maybe he was at the bathroom or something. But when she heard nothing,she knew he had left. Slowly and sad,she hugged her knees and sighed. She was highly disappointed because she had thought she might wake up with him beside her. At the very least,that would have made her feel he didn’t use her body for sex. She wouldn’t be feeling the sex meant nothing to him right now. She pouted as she fought back her tears. Why on earth did she want the sex to mean something to him anyway?! She got out of the bed and tried to go about her day,naturally. But the pain between her legs always reminded her about how hot and passionate having sex with him had felt life. ************ It was late now and she laid on her bed alone wondering when he was coming back. He didn’t call or text her all day. And she had n