I saw her lip quiver for a second, “I-I. XXX …Ok. So I said it back and gave her a kiss. That’s fun on my part. I laid my head on her breasts and she wrapped her legs around my waist and petted my silky hair, she giggled, “I love you, Damien.” She said it with such a creepy tone, I didn’t know whether to laugh or stare at her. Whether she did anything I liked or not, it was getting me off that she was so clueless and innocent on the whole subject. She has long brown hair, dark hazel eyes, and her skin is flawless. She glared up at me, not angry, more of a, ‘What do you think your doing’ type of look, her mouth slightly gaped. She plopped her hyper self onto the couch right next to me, and snuggled close.
