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I decided to start a story, you know to practice and stuff. To be "flexible". I'm glad I didn't get any faves, I don't want to become popular on this account. Not this time. I want to express myself. I want write anything, without people judging me. Bleh.
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I slightly grin, with him touching my waists with him gripping on me. He softly kisses my neck, with a pucker just as he slowly puts his hands on my boobs. Slowly reaching toward my crock. Then he un-buttons my shirt, and grins back at me.
He whispers, I. love. you.
With gaps between them. He holds me, rocking me back and forth -- putting his weight on me. Reaching for my head and giving me a sweet sweet kiss. Touching my hair, glancing into my eyes.
What a perfect night.
Us two, alone in his parents room. Alone. Love.
I start un-buttoning my jeans, and threw them to the corner of the room. I stretch up his shirt, and growl. Rawr.
I hear a crack. The door opens, and a girl comes in.
Pretty tall, big boobs, shirt hanging. With her at shock. She cries and runs away. I stare at him, James.
I yell, "Who the hell was she?"
He pouts, and tries to hide his fear, "Uh..h-uh, uh. Forget about it. Come on, we were just starting."
I gasp, and quickly put back my clothes on. I cry. Tears start falling down, and I could taste it. The salty liquid, dripping on my delicate face. No where to hide, with guilt and fear dropping on face. How could he?
How can I be so stupid, to trust him. It's like trusting a bird to not fly away. Stupid Stupid.
I really thought I wanted him, but now all I want is trust.
~ gabriella grace.
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I slightly grin, with him touching my waists with him gripping on me. He softly kisses my neck, with a pucker just as he slowly puts his hands on my boobs. Slowly reaching toward my crock. Then he un-buttons my shirt, and grins back at me.
He whispers, I. love. you.
With gaps between them. He holds me, rocking me back and forth -- putting his weight on me. Reaching for my head and giving me a sweet sweet kiss. Touching my hair, glancing into my eyes.
What a perfect night.
Us two, alone in his parents room. Alone. Love.
I start un-buttoning my jeans, and threw them to the corner of the room. I stretch up his shirt, and growl. Rawr.
I hear a crack. The door opens, and a girl comes in.
Pretty tall, big boobs, shirt hanging. With her at shock. She cries and runs away. I stare at him, James.
I yell, "Who the hell was she?"
He pouts, and tries to hide his fear, "Uh..h-uh, uh. Forget about it. Come on, we were just starting."
I gasp, and quickly put back my clothes on. I cry. Tears start falling down, and I could taste it. The salty liquid, dripping on my delicate face. No where to hide, with guilt and fear dropping on face. How could he?
How can I be so stupid, to trust him. It's like trusting a bird to not fly away. Stupid Stupid.
I really thought I wanted him, but now all I want is trust.
~ gabriella grace.
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Wow, this is a horrible Christmas Eve. Well not really really horrible, but just bad. Its so sad, and surprising.. So heres what happened, to make it easier I'll list. ;)
- I found out my Dad is looking at naked pictures, of women & men --gross.
- All I did was watch TV & Polyvore aka Computer.
- Eh, and my stomach hurts.
= Awful, day. :\
But the (+) side, is its gonna be fun Christmas Day, and I'm gonna (try) to forget everything. Hmfph, I wish.
Also, I'm afraid Erin will tell my secret. Should I regret it? :\ I dunno.
~ gabriella grace.
- I found out my Dad is looking at naked pictures, of women & men --gross.
- All I did was watch TV & Polyvore aka Computer.
- Eh, and my stomach hurts.
= Awful, day. :\
But the (+) side, is its gonna be fun Christmas Day, and I'm gonna (try) to forget everything. Hmfph, I wish.
Also, I'm afraid Erin will tell my secret. Should I regret it? :\ I dunno.
~ gabriella grace.
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