Her lips were especially pink, as were her cheeks. Her eyes drooped a little and her hair glistened. You want me to stay? Julia propped herself up, a...d her breasts were thrust out. She pouted. Youre not going to leave a little girl all by herself are you? Ben smiled at her. You dont look like a little girl to me. You look like a really sexy woman lying naked in bed. Julia tugged his polo over her head, and although her breasts were now covered, the nipples still poked through the cotton, and. We could build a home, raise a family, and grow old together. Can you imagine it? The kiss we’d share on our wedding, the two of us arguing over whose turn it is to tend to our crying newborn in the middle of the night, the dinners we’d have with our friends, while joking about our children falling in love, making memories during the holidays, both good and bad, spending the years in a comfortable routine of work and love, watching our kids grow up and have kids of their own, and finally, the. She always had a cold, hard face; and she always dressed so provocatively -- short-short skirts, sheer blouses, bare midriffs, and so on. She was what most guys would call "hot," but she was clearly not interested in being friends with the likes of him. The one time he has smiled at her in passing, she had just glared back. He clearly wasn't her type; and truth be told, he wasn't interested in her type either. Despite that, his private thought was, Step closer so I can see up that short skirt. .. You don't like the responsibility that comes with making choices... You'd rather be free ... And freedom comes from reading and surrendering...And you are surrendering yourself to me at this point... Because you keep reading... You enjoy the thought of losing your control... Being unable to resist or fight back...You have to make so many decisions in your life. Wouldn't it be nice to not have anymore?All responsibilities gone...Total freedom...The freedom that comes from giving up.