I planed.
Prepared.
I was ready.
Ready to leave him and run away.
He trusts me, let's me be alone when he's gone.
He wants to have a date night out.
I protest and tell him it's far to risky.
'Honey someone could identify me'
'You're so brainy, baby'
He leans down and kisses my lips.
I wanna pucke.
Tomorrow it's all or it's nothing.
