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I Guess That's When Na'Layla Realized It's Not A Joke Because She Exploded What The Hell! I'm 17 In High School What Do I Look Like Getting Married. Hell I've Never Even Had A Boyfriend You Wanna Know Why? Because You Guys Never Let Me Date! Now Your Telling Me I'm About To Have A Damn Husband?! I Think Not!" She Grabs Her Purse Thing And Storms Out The Restaurant. Everyone Calls Her And She Ignores Them So I Go After Her.
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FRAUD

"No, I'm not. Morgan, I'm sure about you, I'm sure about us." She places a hand on the side of my face and brushes it with her thumb. "Being with you feels right, this feels right. It's so good to be true." "It is true," I say, and she lands her forehead on mine. I can hear her anxious breathing. I place my hand on her waist and she brushes her face on mine. I come across her lips and press mine on hers. It starts as an unstable kiss, but each time our lips part, my body cries for more. I suck on her bottom lip as my hand runs through her lap -underneath her dress. And I thought it was all of it until her tongue rolled into mine. As I grab her closer to me, we drop onto the bed. Caressing her lap, my hands move up, and I feel the waistband of her underwear. I feel like peeling it off, but I have no idea what we are doing -And I know I don't want it to stop. She helps me peel off my shirt. Her hands are all over my body. I hold her hands on my chest. "Sam we...we should stop," I say with an anxious breath, but she continues to kiss my chest. I zip down her dress and push it down. "Sam I don't have a condom." "We don't need it," she says. "You sure?" I ask, shocked. SAM. Am I going gaga? 'We don't need it?' I'm definitely not in my right state of mind. But he looks more surprised than I am. I'm scared, not because I don't want this; I'm scared because I do. "It is my first time," I say nervously. "Aren't you full of surprises, Samantha Raymond," he says, and I hate that he just reminds me of my dad at this moment. I stop myself from wondering what my dad would think of me right now. "I will go easy," he whispers in my mouth.

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