...so beautiful and majestic as you approach; he could barely feel his feet from the moment he set his eyes on you walking in your "clothed" innocence.
They all know him to be the fearful one when it comes to "chiking" a girl but you appear with a charm that boosts his adrenaline into rhapsodic action. They couldn't think of any possible place that he could have gotten the courage to turn back to your way after just walking past you with a gleeful smile and the lips smirk.
From behind, you look more than words can describe, the chasm of your waist had this melodious rhythm that beats synonymously with the heart. Your straight legs flap in a parade pattern of a standard Four-Guard drill formation. You are the perfect prescription that can cure his barrenness when it comes to relationships.
I guess, meeting and cajoling you into becoming so fond of him is still clandestine to many around him. You are indeed just sapiosexual; the wit is beyond reach and your sense of humour comes with suspense whenever you are about to break a GW record in whatever you choose to do at that moment.
Amidst the dates, the fun, quality educative, and motivating times together. You started feeling what you never thought you could feel. You felt his genuineness but couldn't trace yours. You feel and could rhyme the song of his heartbeat but can't mutter the words out. You want to be straight but desire one lustful taste of what damaged you before you feel what he is made of.
With patience and hope, he kept waiting for the deal-breaker. Your fruits grew succulently but were first ever plugged by your gender. You reminisced on how it all started. You thought she just loved you because you were soft and tender; a little beautiful angel in JSS1 whose charm got a spell on every senior girl in the hostel. They all scuffled to make you theirs, to pamper you like their teddy bears but the privilege of being the Head Girl handed you to her advantageously.
Your performance academically, gave you an added advantage in that you don't go to the dining for meals, but meals are brought to you, and bathing water, with your laundry all done by other senior students who understand the pattern of the school routine.
It was from a hug that fateful night, that you enjoyed the warmth of her bed. Your cupped protruding mounds felt comfortable on her fully-formed breast. You gradually turned into that baby that suckles every night before you sleep. You felt the woman's body is the perfect creation of God.
You feel so damaged right now and want to try him but you don't know how to begin, and he is there, believing you just want a pure relationship due to how you always fall out of romance once it's becoming intense. You are a lesbian struggling to revert to the normal course of nature; man to woman and nothing else.
He never doubted your struggles though being with you cost him his dear friends because he stood to help you through the battle until the day you boldly took the plunge of his veinous and muscled artifact amidst sharp realistic pains.
07/17/24
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