Tonight I met with my friend. Broken hearted again by another lover. She tells me everything. Tonight she bared her soul to me, crying from the breakup and rejection from another guy. Always the same story, Suddenly they will break it off with no reason, once again she plays the victim. She runs to me between boyfriends. I get excited hearing about her adventures as she rubs my leg and blushes. Tonight I held her tightly and kissed her. Her mouth opened and her tongue met mine. " Do you still have those pics I sent you?" she asked. I said yes. " How about the stories we wrote?" Sadly they were deleted. " I saved stories with guy I dated, want to read them?" Yes, please! I know him, this could be fun. I want to cheer her up with fun fantasy scenarios, encourage her to share her thoughts.
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