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    wandering- 3

    Story written on April 12, 2007 by alwaysandforever.
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    one of those days

    The warm sun shining over my face, warming every part of my body and I want that heat that comes from her more than anything. I shiver from the cold of being away from her, I crave her touch like a drug and all I can do is watch her walk by. The way her body moves, each muscle sculpted into that of a master peace that of a golden goddess that I am way to lucky to know. One that I worship with every part of my being. My hand twitches when she walks by, all I can do is watch the swing of her hand. The way it cuts through the air, and I think of the sting that comes from fingers when she moans that low intoxicating sound.

    The brush of her hand on my stomach as I walk by, the swirl of her perfume in my head clouding my senses. Images of her skin flashing through my head, fuck think about Alex. Think that you can’t do that in front of people…you can’t do any of what’s going through your mind in public not unless you want to get arrested. Shit focus…good old baseball, baseball with some fat guy named Babe Ruth, like the chocolate bar. Fuck how good would chocolate taste on her skin?

    “Shane?” fuck Alex, when the hell did she get here?

    “Yeah,” I can feel the uncomfortable heat fill my face.

    “When is that thing?” her voice barely a whisper and I can hear that worried tone that she’s trying so hard to hide.

    “Everyone’s coming by around seven. Carmen’s mom is going to be here early so like six, maybe five.” she walks around the couch sitting down staring at a spot on the floor. “Don’t worry, you’ll fit right in…if not then I could just get new friends.”

    She smiles faintly, looking away as I sit down. Her hair a dark blonde, almost like sand, falling across her eyes like a mask she hides behind and I would rather see her smile.

    “You ever play guitar hero?” she shakes her head no, and I can’t believe it. “Well then you have to play.”

    Setting it up trying to explain how to play it and I can feel her eyes watching us. She smiles that golden smile and it floods my head with those dirty thoughts that are guaranteed to send me to hell. It doesn’t matter…just as long as I have her, as long as I can kiss her, touch her. As long as she is mine, I will always be hers.

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