I leaned forward closer to kiss her again, more passionately this time. Her tongue twirled around my own in my mouth, creating a feeling of pleasure. “Man, any guy who doesn’t get this is really missing out…” I think. I run my hands through her wavy, brunette hair, then move my hands down her back. I lightly grip the edge of her shirt and start to pull it up. I feel her hands tighten for a moment on my back, but she doesn’t pull away, so I continue to pull it…
Are you freakin’ kidding me?! Nah, I could only wish it started that way. No, here’s the truth. It starts out with me in my bedroom with my door locked because I’m paranoid that my parents will come up and see me masturbating.
I’m kidding again! Geez, don’t flip out. Can’t you take a joke? Ok, fine. So, do you want to here the real story? Well, fine then. Have it your way. Just like Burger King. Only this isn’t Burger King, it’s a story. Ok, sorry.
But you have to admit, Burger is pretty darn good.
Ok, ok, ok. Sorry about the whole “stalling” thing. It’s just because I get real depressed whenever I tell the real story. How I could have avoided the pain, the heartache, all the trouble…I could’ve just avoided it so easily….all because of my stupid mistake for being a jerk….hm? “What mistake?’ you ask? Well, I do admit, I am perfect, so I don’t make many, but I did this one time….so, let’s start from the beginning….
P.S. Get used to the sarcasm.
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Chapter notes: Well, here's another story. May I present to you....*dramatic music* Adam! The Highschool Screw-up! Yes, screw-up. Guess what happens? Yep, he screws up! Man, you catch on quick! Well, here goes!
NOTE: All characters and parts of story are works of fiction. Any relations to real life people are accidental and purely coincedental.