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Sociopaths

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“How can you tell if someone is a sociopath?”
Michonne closed her book, rolling onto her stomach to regard Rick. “What? You think you know one? I hope it’s not me.”
He stood up from his place on the couch in front of the small TV, slowly approaching the bed. “Abnormal psychology.” He read the title of her textbook with a smile, resting his knee on the bed, as he crawled beside her. “I’d like to know what you know.”
“Do you?” she asked, as he pulled her closer. She would be taking a brief respite from studying. They somehow always ended up entangled in each other’s arms whenever she visited.
“You gotta share the knowledge Tipsy. The classes at my regular ol’ high school in King County Georgia is no match for your fancy prep school.”
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It was so loud she was almost convinced he could hear it too. He made her nervous in a good and thrilling way.
His fingers hooked through the belt loops on her jeans as his tongue swirled around her stomach and she brought her fingers to his hair, not wanting him to stop. Instead of sliding off her pants and she expected, he sat back unto his knees, pulling his own shirt off.
A knock on the door interrupted them before Michonne could formulate a response to what just happened. He groaned, shutting his eyes tightly and resting his forehead against hers. “Yeah?” He called out to the knocker.
Hershel’s muffled voice came from the other side of the door. “You have got somebody here to see you and I’m a lenient gaffer but those chores won’t do themselves so chivvy along and get out here before it’s late. I know the girl is there but you can’t skive off work today. She can always help and you can bond that way.”
“Alright, alright. I’ll be out soon.” He rolled over to lie on his back next to Michonne who was now giggling at his frustration as she tried to catch her breath.
“You laughin’” he asked, playfully ticking her side.
“That was fun while it lasted,” she said, feeling around for a shirt.
“Too bad we were interrupted.” He reached for his shirt, pulling it over his head.
She sat up from the bed still laughing at his exaggerated annoyance. She could still feel where his hands were on her. “I suggested

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