I slip off my converse and Leonardo DiCaprio socks in order to feel the sand beneath my feet. What other feeling in the world can compare? The sand is warm, even though the sun is descending. My loose tank top blows in the wind, along with my hair, making me hold out my sun-kissed arms and close my eyes, basking in the feeling. Just when I think the feeling can't get any more dreamy, I feel his arms wrap around me from behind. My smile hits my eyes as they shoot open and I never want this feeling to end. I start to turn my head to make my lips more available when..
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That Mountain You've been Climbing
RomanceAtlanta Brassfield is an adventurous, independent, young individual. She can conquer the world all by her goofy self. Or so she would have everyone to believe. Atlanta dreams up sappy realities and is smitten with the idea of a romantic affair, but...
