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Season Five was the 'messiest' of the show's history-and that's SAYING SOMETHING! Andy Herrera - written as a self-absorbed,
selfish, quasi-narcissistic asshole with a very (VERY!) questionable moral compass (especially sexually)-experiences some pretty
unbelievable and quite ridiculous setbacks: the spiral began in season 2 (death of Lucas Ripley), and continued in season 3 (Ryan
Tanner died)...in quick succession her Mom 'returned from the dead', her Dad ACTUALLY died, and so on and so on...per the
ridiculous plot, these are reasons why she disappeared on Robert, filed for divorce out of the blue, blah nlah blah blah
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In a stroke of exceedingly good luck, Herrera's request for an emergency session with therapist Diane Lewis, the department's
contracted psychiatrist is granted:
\This is the advice Diane Lewis provided Andy before she met with Robert: 'When you go to see him, don't make assumptions and
don't try to shift the blame. OWN WHAT YOU DID-anything short of that would be insulting him, and if there is one thing we both know about
Sullivan is that he is very proud. Make it clear that you regret your actions and that you are sincerely sorry. It's important to remind yourself
that even if someone accepts your apology, it doesn't necessarily mean that they're ready to forgive you. True forgiveness may take some time,
so stay calm and be patient. And you CAN.NOT.-under any circumstances, LASH OUT. Hit on each of those bullet points, and you should be fine.'
Andy doesn't say thank you: her eyes say it all.
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She free-styled Diane's advice: “What I’ve done is unforgivable…yet you forgave me,” Andy admits softly. “I will work EVERY DAY to try to make
amends; I’m not sure that I ever can. Thank you for letting me back in after I burned us to the ground…then paved that ash over with concrete.
You’re better than me.”
“I’m NOT. To quote a sorta wise woman who frequently has her beautiful head up her ass, ‘no one is all bad or all good'...we're human, we
are going to fuck up. We have to fight through it, support each other, and communicate. Have each other's backs. REALLY COMMIT."
"I'll show you how committed I am," Andy purred sultrily. "Come closer"...
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Robert used his fingers to tease and manually manipulate her heated privacy; he'd bring her to the brink-'edging' her-before backing off:
by the time her sexual frustration reached its limit the final insertion of his long fingers caused her to orgasm in powerful waves, a single
giant scream followed by senseless whimpers as her body kept going through those final twitching phases. "Fuck me, Baby-get inside me now!"
she begged. Robert wasted no time complying: There is SO MUCH OF HIM; her pussy stretches (accompanied by a slight twinge) when he slid
forward; Andy yelped something that sounded very much like "WAA-OH!" when their groins meet...slowly he laced his fingers through her loose
curls-she hummed and tipped her head to one side when Robert trailed kisses down her neck and onto her breastbone and between her breasts.
She tasted of body lotion and sweat...of SEX...they kiss the entire time that the pace and force of his thrusts increase; already primed her dripping
cuntal muscles contract around him...There was nothing in the universe but her elemental force, and the beast inside him EXPLODED...
"That," Andrea says, "was phenomenal. Oh my god." Robert nods his agreement, looking deeply into her eyes before kissing her deeply.
His tongue moves against hers, and she moans lightly. "Let's never leave each other again."
"Deal," he agrees.
"I'll kill any bitch who comes near," Andy says seriously. "Te digo."
"Te oigo," he responds.
TRANSLATION
Te digo-I'm telling you
Te oigo-And I hear you