You had been avoiding him for the past week or so, and it was breaking your heart. That small, pouty face he pulled when you ignored him made you die a little inside. You knew it was hurting him, but you had to do it. Your feelings were changing for him; your once friendly smile was slowly growing lustful and hungry. You began to imagine him without his thin clothing; running your finger up his warm flesh whilst he kissed you so tenderly... THIS STORY IS A LEMON. THIS MEAN THIS STORY HAS SEXUAL CONTENT AND SHOULD NOT BE VIEWED BY ANYONE UNDER 18