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First Time

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Reads 44
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Parts 3
Time 9m

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Pain is something that demands to be felt
- John Greene


I never knew that I of all people would fall in love with someone who is not only older than me but also distantly related. I fell in love with my mum's aunt's son . I was soo in love that nothing else mattered .No matter how much he hurt me it would always be him to wipe my tears . He was  all I  ever wanted . He is still all I ever want..............








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