Just a little bit different
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"Were just a little bit different" he whispered in my ear. I shuddered under the feeling. "But I still love you." He grabbed my face softly and kissed me. It was something different. I didn't say anything just grabbed him and said,"I will always love you, let's just hope it stays that way new boy." Yeah this is just a little bit different. And I smile softly.
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