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My fiancé is going to shit himself when he sees me today.

We don't live together. We were going to. We have it all planned out, and then I had a change of heart and told him no sex or sleep overs or living together until marriage. He pouted and pitched a fit about it. He tried convincing me, but I'm not going to crack. I want to save us. I want our first time to be really special, and when we get married, I want it to feel different.

He's never seen me naked. I've never seen him naked. He's seen me in a bikini, but not very often.

He can calm his dick though. We're getting married in March, so he'll fucking survive. It's January now, and we've been together for five years and about two weeks.

The only time we've shared a bed is for holidays or times when we fall asleep when he comes over.

If he does ever sleep over, he gets the couch.

Anyways, today I gave my backup car keys that go to Mason's car to Alyssa, who married Hale, and she, Chase, Megan, who is married to Chase, and Hale went to the mall and stole his car and took it to Alyssa and Hale's place. He works at a middle school teaching eighth grade language arts and he's at the mall with Belle and Mr. Adams but they brought their own car. I'm going to wait ten minutes of him walking around the mall parking lot like a nimrod and then I'm going to show up, wearing a skintight black dress with beige stripes on the back and nude pumps. My makeup isn't done because he hates makeup, and my hair is curled. My boobs are falling out of this damn dress.

I'm going to be bossy, grab the front of his shirt, and walk him across the parking lot to my car and order him to get in, and then I'm driving him to the country and we're going to have a picnic in a field and we're going to watch the stars. We live in Niagara Falls, New York.

It's going to be so cute.

And he's going to be so mad we can't have sex till marriage.

It's going to be hilarious.

I grab my car keys and head out the door, swearing as I feel the frigid January air.

If Mason thinks I'm getting all sexy for him and sitting outside all night with no fucking jacket, he is sadly mistaken.

I always have a sweater in my car though.

I live in the ghetto part of Niagra Falls. I have police at a house every damn day on my street alone. There are gangs around and I honestly feel as safe as a naked supermodel in a group a rapists.

The ugly creepy old men from across the street are staring at me.

The only time they don't stare is when Mason is around because he will kill them if I let him.

All of the guys start running at me.

I get in my car quickly and lock the doors, which were shot with BB guns, and I head down the street. I rent my house and Mason has begged me to move out.

I bet he's going to try again today.

I take a left and head for the mall.

It's a thirty minute drive.

Inside I'm freaking out.

What if those guys try and rape me?

I have a gut feeling that I shouldn't go home tonight.

I can see him now, wandering around, looking pissed and annoyed.

I'm cold and my heater is shit.

I get out and lock my car. The horn honks. He's wandering the parking lot in red jeans and a white t-shirt, his keys in his right hand.

I wait a minute before I cross the parking lot and stand in the middle of the road.

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