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    To Be Loved – (Chapter: Perfect Kiss:)

    Story written on April 11, 2009 by gabby923.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=20381
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    S0encer deals with her love for Ashley and the betryal she might feel after what spencer has done ! will they survive it or not ?

                    As long as he got off it didn’t matter, he thought of himself very highly. To him, he was every girl’s wet dream. It almost sickened me how much his shovanistic attitude disgusted me. He continued to pound into my pussy and all I could do was think about Ashley. I tried to focus all my attention on the fact that tonight it would be her pounding into me. It would be her I was making love with. Everything on my brain involved Ashley.

                    It took him about 10 minutes but he finally busted and collapsed on top of me. I lost all ability to breathe as he lay on top of me asleep. Ugh this boy has absolutely no stamina. I pushed him off me and headed to the bathroom. Every time we had sex I had to take a shower. I felt so gross after, I know it wouldn’t actually wash off what we had just done, but it sure as hell helped thinking it would.

                    I turned the shower on to a scorching hot temperature and sat on the toilet. I was completely naked from head to toe and waiting for the bathroom to steam up. When it did I slowly walked into the tub and started to scrub hard. I scrubbed my neck, legs, stomach, and especially my pussy. Anywhere I thought that perv touched I washed. I must’ve been in there for like an hour. I could not make myself clean enough.

                     I walked out of the shower and the hot water had made my skin a bright red. Ugh! At least I’m a little clean. I threw my robe on and walked to the spare room I kept all my clothes in. My suitcase was in the closet and I picked out just a pair of jeans and a shirt seeing as my lovely idiot of a boyfriend made me miss work. After getting dressed I grabbed my Northface jacket and left. I couldn’t be in there anymore.

                    I walked out of the luxury apartment and headed toward Central Park. I needed to get my mind off of what had just happened. It took me about 20 minutes to get to Central Park and when I got there I sat on my favorite park bench just watching. I remember when I took Ashley here. We sat and just observed everything in the park. She took her note pad and even wrote me a poem. I still remember it by heart. It went:

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