thirty-one

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I knew he wasn't real, but he had made a huge impact in my life and I knew while kissing him that I wanted to remember him because I felt him.

"Make love to me?" I whispered against his lips.

And this time, I didn't stop him. I let his hands roam over my body, his kisses ravish me. I even felt him inside me that night which was the most amazing thing I've ever experienced.

And it wasn't wrong to me anymore. I loved it, and I was proud. I certainly wasn't going to listen to my father and all the bullshit he's been telling me.

It felt nice to be free.

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