After a couple minutes she whispered, "Do you regret it?" Her voice was almost fearful. When I didn't answer she leaned up and cried "Am I not pretty enough or is it how I dress? Are you with one of those girls that follow you arou..." before she could finished I kissed her. Not forcefully but softly, lovingly. Deep in my heart I had to admit it. I love this crazy punk, motorcycle riding, dominating beautiful girl. I pulled away and leaned my forehead against hers, "No I do not regret it it's just....I'm straight always have been, until I walked into that classroom and saw you." I looked in her eyes and she hugged me. I hugged her back then she whispered in my ear an offer I couldn't refuse.... THIS BOOK IS IN THE PROSSESS OF BEING REWORKED, PLEASE BARE WITH ME WHILE I WORK ON THIS.
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