Well, after that night and the days that followed it, I figured out maybe Mike didn't like me that much. He tried by all means to talk with me until I even forgot what I had in my mind, or he didn't want to sleep with me, but I'm sick, am I?
I don't feel sick, and I don't look sick. I'm just skinny by nature.
Okay, I'm very skinny, but it's natural though.
Or is he saving himself for marriage? Does that mean I will marry him for us to sleep together?
Ohh f**k ! .
I have nothing against marriage, and I'm even prepared to marry him if he wants to. I mean, we could always get a divorce if it didn't work.
What the hell am I even thinking about? But he's messing up with my mind.
Sometimes, he would break off kissing, lean away from me, and say, " I must get back to work. "Whenever thin
