Jan 21, 2002 13:18
On my bed, late night/early morning. I am running my fingers across his face
Him: I love how you touch me. Like you can't believe I'm here
Me: I'd say that's a pretty good guess.
Him: I'll be here until you get bored with me.
Me: I think you're safe.
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i need a boyfriend.
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