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he hits the lights.
This doesn't seem quite fair.
Despite everything she learned from her friends,
she doesn't feel so prepared.
he's breathing quiet and smooth, she's gasping for air.
"This is the first and last time", she said.
he fakes a smile and presses his hips into hers.
She keeps her hands pinned down at her sides.
she's holding back from telling him exactly what it really feels like.
she is the lamb, he is the slaughter.
he's moving way too fast
and all she wanted was to hold him.
Nothing that he touches is really having an effect.
she whispers that she loves him, but he's probably only looking for...SEX