We both started at the highschool that year and knew virtually no one. Hannah liked the romantic stuff, the stuff I was good at. Porn She smiled as a tear rolled down her cheek. She sat up and cleaned herself. I’d picked out some of her favorite movies, had her favorite food in the fridge, I even had her favorite music in the stereo. Criticism welcome, please commentrate. As I was trying to open her locker, thinking it was mine, on the first day of school, she politely told me I had made a mistake, I looked, saw she was right, apologized and began to walk off. Then she pulled back, her legs stradling my stomach. She was already screaming in a whisper voice “Yes! We dried off and she went
