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Journal Of Ageless Love ( 1 )


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i was walking my fille friend plate from highschool. i was in my carhartts and piece of work boots, and she was wearing a decent pair of tight blue blue jean and a white tee shirt. as we were walkin along up the street i stopped at the corner to turn down Orchard off main and when i started to go down she wasnt moving. `` lets go to your place '' she said with a wry smiling. `` ok '' i said, so i turned back around and we went up master some more, till we got to my business firm. when we got there i unlocked the doorway and let her inside. `` what u want to drink courtney '' ? i asked `` pepsi '' was her solution. so we ha a Pepsi Cola and she was very quiet, then she asked qhat time my parents got family and i said in a few hours. `` percect '' was the only word she said before taking my hand and pulling me i to my room. when we got in there she took off her shirt and bra, and was already stripping her pissed jeans off her ego. within 30 seconds she was au naturel and undressing me. after my carhartts were off she laid down and put her legs up ... needless to say i had the trace long before this. my member was hard as rock and dripping precum already i was starting to go down on her
WAKE UP YOU WILL BE LATE FOR shoal ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
'' piece of ass '' i thought to my ego. it was only a dream, `` im coming im comjng hold your horses ma '' i yelled back. so today was just like anyother day. get up eat breakfast, use lavatory, shower, attire, and walk out the dorr dressed in carhartts chipewas and a carhartt winter crownwork, oh ywah i forgot to bring up im a fat kid in northern Green Mountain State, not popular and a societal outcast. anyways as i wss walking to school i noticed Courtney walkig about 75 yards ahead of me with hersister and her mom, shes a junior and im a sophmore who should have been a elderly but my mom wouldnt let me skip two form ( 2-3 ) ya, im also hurt as fuck too. i gues i will may e try and talk with her and there goes my brain raging at itself, `` just do it, no i argot, DO IT, im scared '' ya the usual stuff. so i just continued walking and she turned around and saw me and waved. my heart thumpped into my pharynx and i wanted to die of heart loser, shes so beautiful. she is about 5 inches inadequate than me im about 5'10 '' so ya im unretentive too i conjecture and i weigh about 300 pounds, like i even have a chance. now she is not that ski ny either but shes also not fat, if i had to guess i would say she weighs about 130 pounds if that, with idle brown fuzz, a voice of golden mouth harp, and a grin of a godess vampire. ( sorry forgot to refer im kinda a Goth kid inside the big fat hillbilly redneck ) infact the o ly thing that keeps me from being goth is me being fat and being a rural area boy. i hate the city and everything to do with it. anyways ba k to the story ... ya so courtney is this hot musical composition of chubb ass that is to die for, but she is so conservative about showing ANYTHING, npw i understand that its wintertime and uts like 30 degrees ou right now, but seriously during the summer its like 75 and she still wears longer shorts and a tee shirt at the least ! i wear jean or carhartt shorts and a tee shirt because of my sizing i dont like there being much of the joggle affect so i try to keep covered up with a hoddie most of the class, ( ya notice a pattern, i like wearing carhartts ) anyways after school i have to work on a friends farm, it is a short drive i i hop in my commando but a midium walk, i figured i wojld walk so i could try and talk to the beautiful girl in social movement of me, ( probally not ever gon na materialise ) so as we are crossing thru the park her mom and baby leave and go another way, and as she is waiting for traffic to contain ( not mhch except loggin trucks ) i catch up and so she bill and smiles at me, AGAIN ! im gon na go across out shes so beautiful and smells so nice, like a country side bloom workshop just not overwhelming like a funeral. im thinkin '' talking to her dumb ass just do it '' all that comes out is `` well at least its strong today '' she says `` ya its like 30, totally quick '' btw i was born i. GA and she was born and raised for mostof her biography in TX. so i said '' well arent u used tk the cold get, i ha e been here since i was 2 im used to it '' `` ya but i still would rather bear a warm place, oh finally a god damned break in the traffuc, come on lets get to school im freezing '' she was wearing a hoodie and jean, no wonder shes cold. `` u r dressed for leap, its not texas where u frock like this for 60 level weather its vermo nt we have to inhabit like eskimos '' she started laughing, YES i got her to express joy. `` i know, its really just my helping hand that r cold though '' she said. `` here take my glove, sorry there a little dirty from the farm but they r strong, i pulled them off and gave them to her. `` thanks '' `` no prob '' i replyed. we were almost to the back door when she started to slip on a patch of ice and went to give out for somethi g and caught ahold of my hand, i held on and lifted her back up before she could realy hit the ground. '' thanks im so sorry flavour i got ur pants wet with the slush, it makes no sence, slush here ice there ! i HATE wintertime ! '' i quickly let go of her hired hand. i get embarassed really easily and am very shy. finally we were in schooling, `` later '' was the last we spoke until the walkway home. it was a warm afternoon, aboht 45 degrees, i took off my big carhartt and was just in my hoodie. i heard mortal walking behind me, not payi g tending i kept on my way, listening to m ipod, Black embryonic membrane Saint Bride Iwrestledabearonce and tons of country. then i felt a tap on my berm and looked back to see Courtney there, she looks so grwat no matter what. i took my earbuds out and said hi. `` hi, i have a huge favor to ask '' whats up '' i said. `` could u walk me home or at to the lowest degree to my street please, im not experience good. '' `` sure '' i said. `` whats wrong '' i asked, somehow i didnt feel shy today maybe it was luck, luck or somethkng but it was easg to talk to her today. `` honestly, i feel like shit, look like shit, and dont give a shit '' `` u dont look like shit, but u sound sick '' i said to her, man where am i getting all this courage from ? `` thanks '' `` uh huh '' i said. `` you live on Orchard right, just after the bank ? '' `` ya '' `` cool i luve just up from there, why do t insee you walking casual ? '' `` i get a ride sometimes '' she said. `` oh, me too, i have a truck bu. no liscence, i hate it '' `` golden im in drivers ed, but no car. '' `` ya, u sure ur gon na be ok '' man i like this new me, if only i could always be like this !

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