.. unearthly creature. I could watch her for hours if I have the opportunity. I worship every part of her body, from the tips of her eyelashes to the ...orgeous rosy ovals of her heels. Sometimes I try to convince myself that she is not a goddess after all. Maybe because she rejected me. At fist she liked chatting with me but when she understood I was head over ears in love with her, she started behaving coldly and to avoid me. After that she got arrogant. Yesterday I asked her to go out with me. "How are you doing?" he asked. "I feel…" I began to say. "You came out of anesthesia, during the procedure. We had to put you back under again," he smiled. "Not to worry everything went as expected." I looked down for the first time. Staring back at me were sizeable chest bumps. I went to touch them. The doctor stopped my hands. "Give them a while before you start touching or squeezing," he smiled. "Light, soft touches for the next few weeks," he said. "I have given your friends here the. ... uh, youre welcome i suppose??" so she patches things up with her bf and they agree to stop cheating but she never feels the same way again. she tells me in english senior year that she hasnt had an orgasm any time they've fucked since they got back together. i said "well hes going across country for college so you're not going to be with him after high school anyway, so just drop him and you and i can fuck on the side" she takes it and runs with it. she sends me a txt later that day "hey, i. To mee bola aisa hi. Fir me bajar jakar ek nighty with bra and penty laya black color ki mene sko pack kiya aur dusre din mene usko call karke pu6a ki me tumhe gift dena chahta hu. To who boli nahi mene kaha ki tum terres par aao aur who aayi mene kaha ki mere ghar me chaloto waha aayi aur mene usko gift diya to mene kaha mera gift to woh boli ki aankhe bandh karo mene jese hi aankhe bandh ki to usne mere lips me aapne lips rakh diye aur jo jor se muje kiss karne lagi bad me who chali gayi. Mee.