They say when two souls are connected then there is nothing that can break them apart. Not friends, drama, quarrels, nemeses and most certainly not even death. I thought death would make me love Diana less but it made me love her even more and as days went by, I couldn't get her out of my head. Turns out the night we both got back to the states neither of us could sleep, she spent most of her night explaining things to her friends and I spent the night trying to have sex with Tessa while all I could think of was her.
The sex with Tessa turned out to be not so interesting anymore, I blame Diana's presence for this. My dick barely got hard when I was with Tessa and she had to work extra to turn me on and she hated it. It went on for a while but this particular night where I just got back from London and all the dramas, I couldn't get hard at all. I felt bad for Tessa who clearly was in the mood to have sex with me.
