I didn’t want to ruin our friendship, and I knew I couldn’t face you again if you didn’t have the same feelings for me as I do for you,” she r...plied. She felt Ryan let go of her hands and then his tender touch again as he brought his up to cup her face. She looked directly into his dark brown pools as she tried to reassure him by putting her hands on his firm chest and barely holding onto the soft material of his sweater before saying softly, “I really want to be with you.” She turned her. "She sat staring at him, tears flooding her eyes. She reached over and took a tissue from the box to blow her nose. "Aren't you happy here? I thought you loved me!" I have been happy here, and I do love you, in my own way. But the kind of love you're talking about takes time to grow. I enjoy your company and I love having sex with you, but those things aren't enough to lock me into a commitment to a marriage that has a very good chance of failing because I'm not ready for it. You've been making. And even when I was there it was hard to pull them apart long enough to even get a kiss! But I always got to blow my load, and afterwards I usually sat in a chair and watched them go at it. Which would usually build me up to go again, then I’d just crawl back into bed and slide into wherever there was an opening and end up blowing another load… so I couldn’t complain. 2 weeks later. My mom had started working again a week ago. It was going well and she seemed to enjoy it, the only problem was. I’d heard her mother say things like that all the time. It was apparent Buttercup really was listening when she pretended to yawn and not pay attention.“If you only knew the real me, you wouldn’t say that,” Courtney smirked politely. The cute blonde looked like a little angel.Buttercup told Stefan that he was also a big inspiration. “You wanted to be a pony, and you knew your parents were against it, but you had to do what was right for you, Pony Stefan,” she said. Technically, she didn’t have.