no mountains , no horizon lines just rolling hills that stretched forever . fucking with the house is one thing , but this ? i pushed those thoughts down , or tried to and nuzzled my face into the crook of her hair , breathing her in . his mind is now free from confusion . no one likes a pu**y that ca n't hold a conversation . `` am i supposed to be afraid of you ? '' i leaned closer , like you do when trying to listen in on a telephone conversation . 