So much for trying to twerk. "Shit how would I do this?" Yesterday I couldn't sleep because I was learning how to the catwalk, almost sprained my ankle when I wore heels. This is so hard, why couldn't I be like Charlotte who got pregnant?. Wish I had gotten pregnant, then I'd make him pay for flirting with another girl. Poor Donald, he's been punished for his actions. Should I sneak downstairs and watch a movie, maybe he would come out later. I went downstairs ad saw him sleeping, my heart flipped, the way his chest rose and fell sent tingly sensations down my spine, had the pull to kiss his lips. His head was thrown back and his eyes closed gently. If he was a model, I'd plaster his face all over my room. I tiptoed to his side, and waved my hand over his eyes, he didn't make any movement, great!. I looked at his sensual, arousing lips. Small, soft and masculine, I shuddered as I imagined his lips on my nipple. He's asleep, why not talk about the chance to kiss him, he wouldn't k
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