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Authors: Tabatha Vargo
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drugs, or sex involved, just good ole friendly fun and it was throwing me off my game big time. I laughed more with Lilly than I had with any other girl and I mean real laughter, not the bogus shit I’d throw out to appease a girl before I fucked her.
She had to be one the coolest chicks I’d ever been out with. The fact that she loved slasher flicks was good enough for me, but she was a badass at putt putt, too! You can’t beat that shit with both hands. Most girls would whine about sitting through a dude movie, not Lilly. She smiled and did the cute little jerking thing every time the killer jumped out. I used those little jerks as a reason to reach down and touch her. Damn, she was growing on me and it sucked ass.
The things we had in common were unreal. I never thought in a million years that I’d be so comfortable with a chick so fast, and while her tits were fucking amazing, I wasn’t thinking about banging her every five seconds. I actually enjoyed her company. It was kind of sad that we couldn’t stay friends after all this was done and over with. This was never supposed to end well…I knew that when I started. She’d hate me when I just suddenly never talked to her again…that was expected. She wasn’t my friend, she was a job.
When we pulled up to her apartment I got out and opened her car door for her. The seat belt had pulled down her low cut top and a hint of light pink bra peeked out. Not the black, lacey, zebra bullshit like the bras Renee and the other skanks wore, but just a soft baby pink that suited her so well.
She must lotion her hands like ten times a day. That was the only explanation for hands as soft as hers. I could only imagine how soft the rest of her was. This was my thought process as I held her hand up the side walk to her door. I felt a hint of sadness when she pulled her hand away to dig through her purse for her keys.
She pulled them out and fought with the lock for a few seconds. Her hands were shaking so bad that the keys were actually jingling. The poor thing was a nervous wreck. She probably thought I was going to kiss her goodnight since that’s what happened on normal dates. At least that’s what I’ve heard…I’ve never dated.
At the beginning of the date, she was nervous, and it was cute, but after she got comfortable with me her nervousness melted away. Once she started having fun, she was more than cute. Her happy smile illuminated her face and she glowed. I really liked that glow. I hated that she was nervous again and for some uncomfortable reason, I wanted her to smile...I wanted to make her glow.
I reached out and put my hand over hers to stop them from shaking. I let my fingers linger over hers longer than needed as I slowly took the key from her and unlocked her door.
“Thank you,” she said as she looked down and tucked her hair behind her ear.
When she looked up again she smiled and her blush made me feel warm. Realizing that I was losing track of the situation, I shook myself.
“You’re welcome. I had a lot of fun tonight. I hope we can do it again.”
“Me, too,” she said.
I was about to tell her goodnight…maybe kiss her on the cheek and make a run for it, but again she surprised me.
“You know…my roommate’s still out if you want to come in for a few.” She peeked up at me through her dark bangs and nervously nibbled her bottom lip.
I unconsciously licked mine with the thought of nibbling on her lip, too. She looked so innocent and sweet with her flaming cheeks. My throat suddenly felt coated with a strange thickness as I swallowed hard.
Did I really want to go inside her apartment? What was she offering anyway? And if she was offering herself, would I be able to say no? Did she realize that by asking me into her place she was practically saying she wanted to do it? Probably not, she was way too innocent for that.
“Sure,” I blurted out.
I stepped into the apartment and was surrounded by a homey down-to-Earth place.
She had to be one the coolest chicks I’d ever been out with. The fact that she loved slasher flicks was good enough for me, but she was a badass at putt putt, too! You can’t beat that shit with both hands. Most girls would whine about sitting through a dude movie, not Lilly. She smiled and did the cute little jerking thing every time the killer jumped out. I used those little jerks as a reason to reach down and touch her. Damn, she was growing on me and it sucked ass.
The things we had in common were unreal. I never thought in a million years that I’d be so comfortable with a chick so fast, and while her tits were fucking amazing, I wasn’t thinking about banging her every five seconds. I actually enjoyed her company. It was kind of sad that we couldn’t stay friends after all this was done and over with. This was never supposed to end well…I knew that when I started. She’d hate me when I just suddenly never talked to her again…that was expected. She wasn’t my friend, she was a job.
When we pulled up to her apartment I got out and opened her car door for her. The seat belt had pulled down her low cut top and a hint of light pink bra peeked out. Not the black, lacey, zebra bullshit like the bras Renee and the other skanks wore, but just a soft baby pink that suited her so well.
She must lotion her hands like ten times a day. That was the only explanation for hands as soft as hers. I could only imagine how soft the rest of her was. This was my thought process as I held her hand up the side walk to her door. I felt a hint of sadness when she pulled her hand away to dig through her purse for her keys.
She pulled them out and fought with the lock for a few seconds. Her hands were shaking so bad that the keys were actually jingling. The poor thing was a nervous wreck. She probably thought I was going to kiss her goodnight since that’s what happened on normal dates. At least that’s what I’ve heard…I’ve never dated.
At the beginning of the date, she was nervous, and it was cute, but after she got comfortable with me her nervousness melted away. Once she started having fun, she was more than cute. Her happy smile illuminated her face and she glowed. I really liked that glow. I hated that she was nervous again and for some uncomfortable reason, I wanted her to smile...I wanted to make her glow.
I reached out and put my hand over hers to stop them from shaking. I let my fingers linger over hers longer than needed as I slowly took the key from her and unlocked her door.
“Thank you,” she said as she looked down and tucked her hair behind her ear.
When she looked up again she smiled and her blush made me feel warm. Realizing that I was losing track of the situation, I shook myself.
“You’re welcome. I had a lot of fun tonight. I hope we can do it again.”
“Me, too,” she said.
I was about to tell her goodnight…maybe kiss her on the cheek and make a run for it, but again she surprised me.
“You know…my roommate’s still out if you want to come in for a few.” She peeked up at me through her dark bangs and nervously nibbled her bottom lip.
I unconsciously licked mine with the thought of nibbling on her lip, too. She looked so innocent and sweet with her flaming cheeks. My throat suddenly felt coated with a strange thickness as I swallowed hard.
Did I really want to go inside her apartment? What was she offering anyway? And if she was offering herself, would I be able to say no? Did she realize that by asking me into her place she was practically saying she wanted to do it? Probably not, she was way too innocent for that.
“Sure,” I blurted out.
I stepped into the apartment and was surrounded by a homey down-to-Earth place.
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