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Skeptics and True Believers
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 Created on 5-11-08
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I was all over her for the first hour I was over there. Now I'm starting to get a little annoyed. Everytime I start to put my hands up her shirt she pulls them off. I don't see the problem? I've been trying to show her howconnected we really can be, but she pulled me out of her mouth.
"We need to talk. Remember?"
I nodd and climb back on her. "We will."
"No!" she pulls me off. "I wanna talk now!" she demands.
"Geez, I get all tinkly when you take control like that." I joke.
"I'm serious." she's not smiling.
What's her problem. "Yeah, I know. You're too serious."
"What do you mean?" she sounds effended.
"What's you're problem?" I ask her. I look her straight in the eye.
She looks confused. "My problem?"
I nod. "Yes, your problem. What is it?"
All of a sudden she gets this mean look in her eye. "MY PROBLEM, IS THAT YOU RATHER SPEND MORE TIME WITH YOU'RE GROSS, SMELLY, PREVERTED, LOW-LIVED FRIENDS, THAN HANG OUT WITH ME." She's not completely screaming at me but she's shouting and that makes me mad.
"Yeah, I do. YEAH, I DO. YOU KNOW WHY???? CAUSE THEY HAVE FRICKING BALLS, THAT'S WHY."
"WHAT??? What's does that have to do with anything?"
"IT'S HAS TO DO WITH EVERYTHING!!"
"HOW?"
"BECAUSE I'M TIRED OF YOU. I NEED SOME MALE COMPANIONS, YOU CAN'T BE MY BEST FRIEND AND MY GIRLFRIEND. OK? I'm sorry that I don't wanna hang out with you all the time--"
"I don't WANNA hang out with you all the time!"
"It sure as hell seems like it, you call so damn much."
"William I don't want to spend to spend every waking moment with you, I just want some time with you. And it never seems like you want to."
"Well, I do." I tell her backtracking from my last words.
"You say that." she looks at her bed. Her arm is stroking the sheets.
I warm her cold hand in mine, she looks at me. "I mean it."
She smiles and then gives a different kind of look than I've ever seen. I think it's a good look. It's probably not a I-want-you-to-totally-fuck-me-right-now-on-this-bed look, but it's a good look nonetheless.
"Maybe, we should spend every waking moment together until we can't stand each other." I tell her.
She laughs. "No, that's not what I want."
"What do you want?" I ask her laying down on the bed next to her.
She blushes a little. "It's not like that,"
"No, tell me. Tell me and I'll get it for you. Whatever, whatever it is." I look into her sparkling eyes. Damn, she's hot. She's a virgin, too. She's given me a blowjob once, it was good. But she won't let me do her.
"I don't want anything from you except love and honesty." she tells me still smiling. Sorry hon, they're not here. "What do you want?" I don't want anything from you except sex.
Hmm, I thought real hard. What do I want from her? I lean over her and give her a kiss. Then I pull away all nice. "All I want from you is for you to be happy." She smiles wide.
"Me too." she kisses me. I wrap my legs around hers. "I want you to be happy...." she pushes my neck off of her. "But I don't want to loose my virginity to you." she confesses. My high hopes fall slightly. Ouch. That kind of, hurt?
I stare at her confused and a bit wounded.
"No!" she said putting her palm to her forehead. "I didn't mean it like that..."
"How do you rephrase that?" I ask her. I've been good to her, I've bought her things, put up with all her crap and dealt with all her "I love you" this and "I love you" that's.
"I ment...well, it's just that...I wanna have sex with another virgin. And you're clearly not." she tells me. What the fuck?
"You're looking for another virgin? Why don't you turn into a lesbian and go to a farm."
She huffs again, insulted? "What's that supposed to mean??"
"Uh, hello? It's 2008 Kelsey, clock's tickin. The only virgins around her is you and the ugly, or fat nerds."
"Oh, so you're putting me in that category????"
"Only because they're as attractive as you are to me right now."
I tell her honestly. I'm angry, what? I'm not good enough or something for her? I'm too impure??
She nods in clear understanding. FINALLY! "So it was all about sex with you, wasn't it?"
"Uh, no. You know how you can tell? By the fact that I haven't gotten anything and I'm still here! And now you tell you me that you don't want to have sex with me! What? What? Am I like tainted or something because I haven't been a virgin since I was fourteen?"
"I didn't mean it that way! It's just that, I don't want you to compare me with all the other girls you've slept with! What's wrong about that!"
"I won't! You think I will?" She looked straight at me in silence. I sighed after a moment and looked at the ground. "To tell the truth, I've only ever slept with two girls before." I lied, I haven't only slept withtwo girls, I'm not a fucking nerd who can't get laid. There's been at least seven or eight different girls. Wanna know how many times?
"Yeah, but how many times?" She asked reading my minds.
"Do you really wanna know that?"
"I don't know, do I?"
"It's kind of embarrassing..."
"How many?" she asks gullibly.
"Twice. Each girl, one time. Twice." I told her. LYING. It's kind of funny how she believes everything that I say.
"Ok."
"Does that mean you wanna...?" I ask ready to undip my pants.
"No, it just means that I'm sorry for thinking you were some kind of stud. I don't know, you just seem so confident about it."
"You know, I have had a lot of girlfriends...but I'm pretty picky when it comes to who I wanna give my soul too." She's eating the words from off the palms of my hands. "Sex," I look at her and she blushes. Who's got the power? "Is a...a very...deep thing to me. It's very...meaningful. And I trust you. I trust you with my soul...and I don't know..." I look down and glum. She puts her arm on my shoulder. "It just hurts that you don't trust me with yours." Should I cry? I know how to cry on command. Is that gay? Not something I do alot...
She looks at me and sees the wetness of my eyes. "Oh, I'm sorry...I'm sorry. Look..." she opens her mouth to say words but then draws a blank and closes it.
"It's ok, I get it." I get off of her bed. She starts to circle the room with her eyes. "I think I should just go home."
"No!" she tries to grab my arm. "No, look, I take it back. I take it all back, what's I said.
"No, you don't, if it's the way you feel than, why shouldn't I get it? I want you to be happy, remember?" Damn, I should be an actor. "I love you, so I'll set you free."
"No, I don't wanna be free, I wanna be with you!"
"No you don't, I'm going home and I'm ganna read. It'll take my mind off of this. You, do whatever." I reach for the doorknob.
"Look, how about you stay!" She jumps off the bed and pulls my wrist away. I don't look at her, she grabs my face to make me look at her. "How about you stay the night? I can proove it." I smiled half-way. BRAVO!!!! BRAVO!!!! Encore! Here comes the prize. I take my hand off of the doorknob, grab hers and move us to the bed. How could I refuse such an offer?
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omg i read like chapter 1&2 the last ten minutes im so into this :) |
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