Xander
I was in my bedroom lying on my bed, thinking when I smelled her. She was just outside my bedroom door. She knocked, but I didn't open the door for her, thinking she would just go away, but she didn’t. Instead, I heard the knob being turned, and my door opened. Why is she here?
“It’s late,” I said, and I sat up from my bed, looked at her, and found her looking at me as well. The look in her eyes was somewhat different. She was expressing her feelings for me. And I can see that she wants me and, at the same time, she’s mad at me. A smile appeared on her lips as she walked closer, and I didn’t do anything but wait for her.
Then she started stripping. Although I was tempted to look, and I didn’t say that I was not seeing her, I didn’t leave her gaze. I chose not to because I wanted
