Not something that should be taken lightly, but since I was seriously leaning towards being the only man to ever go there, I didn't see the problem.
I can't believe I'm worried about a girl's innocence. Not worried so much as wanting to make sure that when I take it that it's perfect for her.
I wanted her, for the rest of our lives together, to look back on the experience at least fondly. As soon as I handled this bullshit. No pressure though.
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I looked around the room to get the lay of the land so to speak, after placing the tray down on the table between us.
The cafeteria is like the hotspot for school dynamics. I felt like I was navigating a f*****g mine field. When had my life become this thing?
Mandy and her girls were very interested in what was going on at our table, but m
