Wolves Don't See Color
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Última publicación dom, mar 18, 2018
In the short time we've been together I've come to realize two very distinct qualities about Lucas. The first being that he is extremely possessive. He doesn't like others staring at me for too long, men and women alike, and he's not too keen on the fact he was not my first kiss. His possessiveness is almost animalistic, claiming me as his and vice versa. I've yet to complain in this area.
The second being that he is also very playful. Most if not all things that past through his lips are jokes or an innuendo that leaves me in stitches. I don't complain because, just like the other quality, it doesn't bother me much.
He's the perfect combination of every woman's dream guy, playful but possessive, hard and defined yet gentle. He's charismatic, smart and easygoing. He is perfection.
The only problem is he's white, and eventually, I fear, he'll grow out of this phase of - dating me, Erin - the black girl.
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