. he walked to me when i'm reading a book. "wanna go out?" he asked. "look, i did not like u at ALL" i replied. josh walked to his friend and said " i...don't understand, EVERY girls in this school like me.. even the teachers." he said to his friend, Mark. "u should trick her, that's how i do with my ex." he replied josh with a "duhhhh" look. "my new goal: fuck the new girl" josh whispers to himself. after school, i walked out of the building with my long blonde curly hair on my shoulder.I saw. " She thought of Laddie and her pony. "I'm not lonely. I have everything I want here. You and nature." She said."I wish your mother would say that," he said."She will," Christine bubbled. "I talk to her about it all the time." You're a good girl, baby." He kissed her flushed cheek. "Now climb out of here, so I could get my work done and get back in time to take you two beautiful ladies to dinner." Thanks again, daddy." She kissed him one final time and wiggled out of the window.The two girls. You must understand that us African-Americans are naturally curious about Black folks from other places. I wanted to get to know my ‘brothers and sisters’ from other nations. Unfortunately, somebody forgot to tell me that Black folks in Canada are nothing like African-Americans in America. Black folks in the United States of America for the most part have a shared history of struggle and triumph, that’s why we stick together. Rich or poor, gay or straight, light-skinned or dark-skinned, all. And I write some boring stuff, but my passion is erotica. Maybe I’ll get a chance to read you some before you leave Scotland ….” Aidan wistfully replied and left the offer to drift in the space between them as he held his breath for her response. A soft moan escaped her lips unconsciously. “I like being read erotica. If there’s time maybe we’ll have some wine and you can read to me?” Alice replied huskily, and then giggled slightly, “I used to do that with a friend of mine. About.