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don’t know if I love him. I must be some kind of heartless person. Yet, I still need time. There’s something about Gabriel that draws me and makes me want to get to know him more. He’s free and carefree and I really like that. I recall the motorcycle ride from yesterday. I learned so much about myself just during the ride. What more could Gabriel teach me. I’m frustrated with myself; here I have Ryan pouring his heart and feelings out for me and I’m thinking about Gabriel. What’s wrong with me? Any other girl would be over the moon for a guy who talks and acts like this. I need to stop and just enjoy the moment that I’m having with him right here.
“Ryan, you’re really sweet. I had no idea you felt that way about me.” I tell him, and worry my response is lame. I have got to work on expressing myself.
I worked hard the rest of the night to keep my focus on Ryan, and really appreciate everything that he was doing for me and what he was saying. He really is a great guy. I always knew that, but I’ve never seen this side of him before.
When our date was over he dropped me off at my dorm. I was expecting him to come in with me, but he didn’t. He told me that I needed my sleep so I could be ready for class tomorrow. I knew he was right. I was late to school last week. I don’t want to do that again, and a night cap with Ryan would almost certainly wear me out.
I let myself into my dorm and Tiffany is sitting there watching another movie. I have no idea what it is, but judging by the screams and blood, it’s a horror movie.
“Do you watch anything else?” I ask
“Hello, yourself. I haven’t seen you all day.”
“I’ve been out.”
“Ooh, were you with a guy?”
“Maybe.” I answer unsure if I should tell her everything or not.
“Who was it? Was it Emily’s ex? Did you take pictures so you could send them to her and rub it in her face?”
“What? No? Why would I do that?” I asked, I thought she was Emily’s friend.
“To get back at her for that flyer.” Tiffany answers like it’s the most obvious thing.
“I don’t even know where to start with that.” I answer and walk towards my room. I really don’t want to talk about it right now.
“I know where you can start.” She says, but I’m still not interested. My date with Ryan left me feeling sexually frustrated, and I have and early class tomorrow.
“Tiffany, can we talk about this some other time?” I ask.
“Sure.” She says with a shrug and turns towards the TV. I enter my room, shut the door and lie down in bed. Ryan is so sweet and I wonder if I deserve him. Is it right for me to do what I’m doing with Gabriel? I feel like this is a fight I’m going to be having with myself until I figure out what I want. I almost wish there was a guy out there that has all the things I like about Ryan and all the things I like about Gabriel all mixed together.
My phone goes off and I have a text from Ryan, it’s a picture of his cock, as if I needed another one. I roll my eyes and stare at the picture. He really does have a nice penis. My body jolts with a twinge of pleasure as I imagine his penis inside of me. Soon I’m maneuvering my hand between my panties and skin as I feel my pussy. I bite my lip as I work on relieving my frustration. As I start to build, I need more room to work with. I pull my pants down, rub my clit, and finger myself. Next time I will have to make Ryan finish what he starts. I look over at my phone and imagine his huge cock trusting into me with the kind of power only he can muster and I’m finally sent over the edge and I quietly pant my orgasm. When I’m done, I adjust my clothes and fall asleep.
I wake up the next morning with fading dreams of Ryan smiling sweetly at me, brushing kisses all over me, and proposing to me. Where did that come from? I yawn, stretch and get out of bed. I dig through my closet and put on a t-shirt that reads, “It’s okay Pluto, I’m not a planet either.” I
“Ryan, you’re really sweet. I had no idea you felt that way about me.” I tell him, and worry my response is lame. I have got to work on expressing myself.
I worked hard the rest of the night to keep my focus on Ryan, and really appreciate everything that he was doing for me and what he was saying. He really is a great guy. I always knew that, but I’ve never seen this side of him before.
When our date was over he dropped me off at my dorm. I was expecting him to come in with me, but he didn’t. He told me that I needed my sleep so I could be ready for class tomorrow. I knew he was right. I was late to school last week. I don’t want to do that again, and a night cap with Ryan would almost certainly wear me out.
I let myself into my dorm and Tiffany is sitting there watching another movie. I have no idea what it is, but judging by the screams and blood, it’s a horror movie.
“Do you watch anything else?” I ask
“Hello, yourself. I haven’t seen you all day.”
“I’ve been out.”
“Ooh, were you with a guy?”
“Maybe.” I answer unsure if I should tell her everything or not.
“Who was it? Was it Emily’s ex? Did you take pictures so you could send them to her and rub it in her face?”
“What? No? Why would I do that?” I asked, I thought she was Emily’s friend.
“To get back at her for that flyer.” Tiffany answers like it’s the most obvious thing.
“I don’t even know where to start with that.” I answer and walk towards my room. I really don’t want to talk about it right now.
“I know where you can start.” She says, but I’m still not interested. My date with Ryan left me feeling sexually frustrated, and I have and early class tomorrow.
“Tiffany, can we talk about this some other time?” I ask.
“Sure.” She says with a shrug and turns towards the TV. I enter my room, shut the door and lie down in bed. Ryan is so sweet and I wonder if I deserve him. Is it right for me to do what I’m doing with Gabriel? I feel like this is a fight I’m going to be having with myself until I figure out what I want. I almost wish there was a guy out there that has all the things I like about Ryan and all the things I like about Gabriel all mixed together.
My phone goes off and I have a text from Ryan, it’s a picture of his cock, as if I needed another one. I roll my eyes and stare at the picture. He really does have a nice penis. My body jolts with a twinge of pleasure as I imagine his penis inside of me. Soon I’m maneuvering my hand between my panties and skin as I feel my pussy. I bite my lip as I work on relieving my frustration. As I start to build, I need more room to work with. I pull my pants down, rub my clit, and finger myself. Next time I will have to make Ryan finish what he starts. I look over at my phone and imagine his huge cock trusting into me with the kind of power only he can muster and I’m finally sent over the edge and I quietly pant my orgasm. When I’m done, I adjust my clothes and fall asleep.
I wake up the next morning with fading dreams of Ryan smiling sweetly at me, brushing kisses all over me, and proposing to me. Where did that come from? I yawn, stretch and get out of bed. I dig through my closet and put on a t-shirt that reads, “It’s okay Pluto, I’m not a planet either.” I
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