***Butch***
Ivy and I didn't go down for the rest of the day or the night, I had food brought up to the room, My parents along with hers had linked both of us asking if there was a problem and if we were alright, We just told them yes and that we wanted some time alone with each other, At one point Ivy face was beet red, as she buried her face in her hands.
Even though we stayed held up in our room, it wasnt a f**k fest. Sure, we were to gather a few more times, but it was more of us talking, watching a few movies, joking around, and just generally enjoying being in each other's company. Connecting in a way I never had with someone, Ivy was so different from the other women I had been with; holding a conversation with her was so easy; she was funny and would listen when I talked. The ot
