The sweetest taste
- LECTURES 555
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- Chapitres 2
*Based on real events. Profane, graphic language. Sexual content.
•Our lips met. She placed her trembling finger tips on my hips, her palms followed. Her grip tightened. Almost as though she thought I'd flee at any given moment. Her hands moved upwards, now resting at the small of my back. With a mind of their own; my hands found their way to her shoulders and head, entangling themselves in her dreads. She replied by pulling me closer and deepening our kiss. An unfamiliar warmth spread out inside me. God it felt so good. A light, low moan slipped past my lips and greeted hers. I prayed internally that she hadn't heard it. Again she pressed our bodies closer, eliminating any millimeter of space that might have been between us. Pulling away, hands still at my hips, I could feel her gaze on me. I kept my eyes closed. I know what I wanted to say 'please don't stop, please don't ever stop' and yet I said nothing ....
~Dionne Delva has been a straight 'A' student for as long as she can remember. In her strict Catholic household, B's are unacceptable and C's earn you a physical punishment. She's smart, attentive and destined for greatness. Her mother can't wait to brag upon her daughter's success. Being the second oldest of 5 children and the only girl, there's a lot of responsibility and pressure on Dionne's shoulders. That closet door.. it's staying closed. Locked. Sealed. Deadbolted.
~Amelia "Ducky" Remoulade enjoys living in the moment, the here and now. All three of her parents are seemingly the relaxed type. But upon closer inspection, you'd see deep cracks in the masks they wear. None of whom are really invested with her schooling, let alone her grades. In her household appearances are of more importance than realities.
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