This must be what s****l frustration feels like.
I mean is the first time I've experimented with this feeling, and I know it has something to do with s*x; it is all I can think about when he's around. Yes, I thought about it before, but now it is more frequent. I thought he was going to do something. He acted like he was, but I still waiting, and it had only been an hour since we got back.
My hand is in the same spot on my thigh; I feel him there and many other places.
Why doesn't he just touch me?
I want him so much I feel like crying. I was so sure he was going to kiss me inside the car. When his thumb touched my lip, I turned into a puddle. I'm sick of feeling like this; I can't control myself when I'm around him. I don't even remember half of my conversation with Beck because his
