She had to run to catch the bus,
but we all know i wouldn't let our bus driver do that.
her hair was disheveled. She swung into the seat next to me.
and me being me, and being the only guy in my household i offered to braid her hair. She nodded excitedly.
her hair was so soft, and it smelt of pineapples, and strawberries. when i was done, she ran her hands over it and thanked me.
I think she likes me, but i don't know?
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Her Everything.
Short Storyher eyes. her smile. her legs. her hips. her thighs. her back. her neck. l love it all. her everything.
