Little talks.

In which school holidays are filled with shy kisses and finding out sectets.

In which school holidays are filled with shy kisses and finding out secrets.

Me: don't let your hands stray from there boundaries.

Lucy: you sound like a virgin.

Me: ...

Lucy: oh my god.

Lucy: you're a virgin!

Me: shut up you twat, mums in the kitchen.

Lucy: but you're fucking hot! How the hell has someone not popped your cherry?

Me: don't tease me! I'm saving it for someone special.

Lucy: am I someone special?

Me: ...

Lucy: aw, you're blushing.

Lucy: so cute.