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I am laying in my bed thinking about Jason, as always.  He is all I ever think about lately.  I miss him so bad.  I just wish he would come home.  Come see me.  I want him to at least drive home on a weekend or something and hang out with me.  Of course as always we would have to arrange to meet somewhere.  Somewhere secret.  Maybe at the icecream parlor in the next town over like where we usually meet.  Like over the summer,  I would walk through to the next town to see him.  He would be waiting, as always in his car, holding two vanialla ice cream cones with chocolate jimmies.  Usually his would be almost gone and mine would be half melted down his hand.  I rember this one time the ice cream had dripped almost down his arm.  I was in a rather promiscuous mood and had licked it off.  He got very, very umm HORNY.  He almost lost control.  That's a little rule we have or made up after I had the pregnancy scare.  He had to control himself, he had to rember I was still a kid, 13, and he is 18.  He was so scared, and of course so was I but we were scared for different reasons.  I was scared of what my family and the people around me would think of me being pregnant,  Jason was afraid of going to jail.  But of course now I can't even kiss him, can't see him, can't anything but talk to him on the phone.  Havn't you ever noticed that the phone always rings when your thinking about it ringing...........

My train of thought was inturupted by the ring-ring of my pink-razor cell phone, a gift jason had got me before he left so we could stay in touch.   He was afraid to call the house phone because he was affraid my family would find out about us................

sorry I have to stop short I am trying to have a conferstion with my own real life jason,  yes I am 13 and he is 18.  but different plot my life is nothing like this story will be so yea comment and rate please and thanks.