He’s wearing converse, cargo shorts, and a hoody like mine. She is also wearing a black blouse with all the buttons up. Mature sex I stand at the table and the room is blindingly white. No. The way I see it, she’s not my mother until she’s earned it. Just remember, you owe me.”
“Yes, I know! Jas is still holding my hand but not moving. Her ass puts most of the girls in this very class to shame. You can’t stop me, and neither can this kid.” What the fuck..it’s my body. I think to him/myself. I try to talk but I can’t. Still not sure if that’s good or bad. If that makes any sense. Marcus’s eyes. My peaceful reverie is broken as I notice Jas has stopped talking. Not just any plant, a tree. That’s me alright. Have fun!” Mrs. Guess I’m kind of a nerd myself? I mean, I’ve got to be crazy to do what I want to do…
