Eddy Wilson

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(March 24, 2012)

The last few hours were... unexplainable. Alicia and I... we made love, real, gentle love. And here we are, sprawled out, her head on my chest, watching her sleep, her cute snores, god it's adorable. I pull her closer to me and she wakes up.

"Hey," I whisper.

"Hi," she whispers back still half asleep.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes. You were gentle, like I wanted, Thank you for being my first with my consent."

I look at her with sad eyes.

"Don't do that."

"Do what?"

"Feel sorry for me."

"I can't help it."

"I know." Her fingers run across my little patch of chest hair. She yawns.

"Get some sleep."

"Only if you do too." She props herself on her elbow and looks at me.

"Please," she pouts. I roll my eyes and pull her on top and she giggles and I say,"Okay."

She pulls the blanket up to us. "I'm not tired anymore." I grew a little bit.

"I see that you aren't either," she whispers in my ear. She has a look of intent and she bites her lip. She pulls the blanket over our heads, even though it's still dark.

"Ready?" she asks. I pull another condom from the nightstand.

"As I'll ever be."

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