March 2010
23 posts
I do
“I don’t want to hear your voice. Don’t speak a word. Don’t play with your hair. And don’t laugh. Especially, don’t laugh.”
She pressed her index finger upon my lips and got especially close to me. I forgot to tell her to not give off that scent. I could smell her skin. As if the finger wasn’t already making my heart throb, she pulled it away and...
