As I pulled off my jeans and tshirt I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, exposed flesh, my reflection showed I was already the woman I'd always felt terrified of being. I stood up straight, hands drifting slowly up to my chest, like I was seeing these things in a new light. I touched down in that place I'd let Lance in, felt a flood of warmth. Wished he was hear to celebrate this moment with me. But he wasn't, and I needed to get in bed before my parents start thinking I've started a new teenage cycle and they'd have to worry every night. I slipped under the covers, still naked, sheets wrapped around my skin, fall into a deep sleep and dream up more perverted thoughts of what Lance could be doing to me.
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a Fence of Courage
Teen Fictionthis is going to be a story from the heart. A while back, I was pregnant with my ex's baby girl and due to circumstances I'd like to keep private- the pregnancy ended. it's knawed on me all this time and I felt like I needed to do something for me...
