Her lips were the softest lips on earth.
I will not deny the fact that I kissed a lot of woman, but their lips were nothing compared to her.
Her lips were so familiar to me, like I was kissing it everyday...and I wanted to kiss it everyday.
It was intoxicating, addicting and electrifying.
I didn't want to end our kiss but we needed to breathe.
I didn't know why but I should think kissing her was wrong right? I love Pauline.
I didn't gave her a chance to think. I just did what I thought. I hugged her tight. "I told you to that I'll be back immediately didn't I?" I softly said. Damn! Why am I being kind to her?
"I...he... Lawrence just wanted to talk to me" she stammered. Uncomfortably talking to me.
I hate it. I don't want her feeling uncomfortable.
I do not remember her. That was
