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*How it Feels to Be Lonely* - Prologue
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"How long has it been, Mamo-chan? I feel like it's been a thousand years all over again." She whispered into his ear, quietly, so as not to disturb the others. Her friends, Rei, Minako, Makoto, and Ami were all asleep on the floor of the living room where they were supposed to be watching the new anime show on Channel 12.
"Hmmm.I know, Usako. But it's only been 2 years since my college years ended. Wow, it's already been 9 years since we've met. Only it seems to make me love you all the more with each passing year." He breathed back. His warm breath swirled in her ear, making her mind tumble and her heart flutter with confusing pain. 'I love him so much, it hurts.' She thought, giggling at the feeling. His left arm that was draped over her slim shoulders, now lowered to her waist and pulled her closer to him. "I love you, Usako. Never forget that." he trailed off, as his right hand cupped her cheek. Pulling her closer he kissed her deeply. With all the love in his heart, and his thoughts all in the right frame of his mind, he pulled her even closer so she was half-way on his lap. His hand left her cheek to play with the silky strands at the bottom of her neck. She groaned and pulled her left leg across his lap. He stiffened before relaxing, feeling the familiar warmth swirl uncomfortably before settling in the pit of his stomach.
Was it too soon? Hell, it's been NINE freaking years! How much longer could he stand it? She was really testing his patience. He tried to pull away, but her scent and her arms physically, and mentally, held him put. His left arm seemed anxious to go lower, so he settled on resting it on her left hip. She shifted, coming closer, allowing his left arm to stretch all the way around her petite waist and to rest on her smooth leg. It was like she was trying to seduce him. 'Is that it?' he thought suddenly. 'Does she want to go further?' He lowered her down onto the warm green leather couch, allowing her body to be at his full access. "Maybe we should move to the bedroom." she tentatively suggested. He nodded and picked her up. He carried her down the hall and into the master bedroom. After that night, they both could call it 'theirs'.
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*How it Feels to Be Lonely* - Prologue
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"How long has it been, Mamo-chan? I feel like it's been a thousand years all over again." She whispered into his ear, quietly, so as not to disturb the others. Her friends, Rei, Minako, Makoto, and Ami were all asleep on the floor of the living room where they were supposed to be watching the new anime show on Channel 12.
"Hmmm.I know, Usako. But it's only been 2 years since my college years ended. Wow, it's already been 9 years since we've met. Only it seems to make me love you all the more with each passing year." He breathed back. His warm breath swirled in her ear, making her mind tumble and her heart flutter with confusing pain. 'I love him so much, it hurts.' She thought, giggling at the feeling. His left arm that was draped over her slim shoulders, now lowered to her waist and pulled her closer to him. "I love you, Usako. Never forget that." he trailed off, as his right hand cupped her cheek. Pulling her closer he kissed her deeply. With all the love in his heart, and his thoughts all in the right frame of his mind, he pulled her even closer so she was half-way on his lap. His hand left her cheek to play with the silky strands at the bottom of her neck. She groaned and pulled her left leg across his lap. He stiffened before relaxing, feeling the familiar warmth swirl uncomfortably before settling in the pit of his stomach.
Was it too soon? Hell, it's been NINE freaking years! How much longer could he stand it? She was really testing his patience. He tried to pull away, but her scent and her arms physically, and mentally, held him put. His left arm seemed anxious to go lower, so he settled on resting it on her left hip. She shifted, coming closer, allowing his left arm to stretch all the way around her petite waist and to rest on her smooth leg. It was like she was trying to seduce him. 'Is that it?' he thought suddenly. 'Does she want to go further?' He lowered her down onto the warm green leather couch, allowing her body to be at his full access. "Maybe we should move to the bedroom." she tentatively suggested. He nodded and picked her up. He carried her down the hall and into the master bedroom. After that night, they both could call it 'theirs'.
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