Too Young

Too Young

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Have you heard that your too young to do something like even when you were 17 you heard that did it get to the point you were tried of it to the point you decided to show them you wasn't too young to do what they do Evie Love is 21 years old all her life she heard she too young to understand even now her brothers try to keep her on tight leash but she tells them all the time that she is grown and can do what she want and that they don't run her life she dose but she seeks there approval but a run in with a guy at Starbucks might just change that " Come on live a little if you really care what they think that badly " he said as he traced his hands down the front of my tank top to my waist he pulled me closer " Than stop me and push me away but if you do want this I'll wait till you say please " he whispered in my ear I looked in his dark brown eyes as I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it some where in his dark room I pulled him closer to me " Please.. "
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