music is a type of love

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After I took her home and I went back to my house. But I started to notice that my heart sounded like a song when I was with her but I didn't notice until I was walking to my house.

I also noticed she started to get a little handy for my ass. Some times she would slide her hand down To my ass at times.

Although I do hug her, kiss her and hold her close to my chest. So we both have "fun" at times.

Girl's usually gossip about us but we don't care. To us it's just talking rather than gossip.

You know ever sense I met her I never really thought about my mother. But each time I do I cry for hours on end.

Sometimes I can't think about it. Otherwise I can't forget about it. But as she said "where there's fire there's light".

She is always a good kisser but sometimes I don't feel enything. It's like im dead. I don't feel love or lust or even joy. It's not a good feeling but I get through it.

 

A little bit after that I went to the store to get some more milk. As I grabbed the milk jug I could feel someone laying on my back and slowly sliding there hand's around my chest. "Um... Hello"? I ask with a puzzled look on my face."Hay hunny"! It was Mariah.

"Oh. Hay cutie pie". The words slipped out of my lips with out even thinking about it. "Where did that come from"? She was blushing and looking at the floor.

"Oh I came up with it when I was walking home from school". I say like I'm proud of my self. "I like it". She said with a smile finally looking at me. Then we both laugh. Then me and her go to the check out and buy the milk. "That will be 2.48". The check out lady says with a snobby voice. I kindly give the lady the money

"So are you hungry"? I say trying to get her to say yes. "Sure"! She says with out thinking.

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