I'm coming over; don't say another word; I'm on my way...
… That’s what he told me when he hung up. I am alone at my house and I told him I have a boyfriend, but to tell you the truth I hope that something more happens with us. We have been like this all through high school flirting and pushing the limits on how far one could touch with out it considered cheating. We both always had a boyfriend and girlfriend so nothing happened. When I say nothing I mean nothing, I at least want to kiss him! So, its dark out all my lights are off but one and he is on his way. I am trying to think about all the things that could happen and what I might feel like when they are over, but really all I can think of his sexyness most girls don’t see him that way but I love his football body and how he always has his hair a different way. I love it when he outs it in a Mohawk like he did today. He is here and he has roses in his hand, I know what is going to happen but I know it is only going to be a one time thing.