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———————————————————————————————————— After I took a quick piss, I stopped by Val’s room. God forbid any of my belongings rested on the leather seats of our eight-year-old minivan and scratched the upholstery. I learned from the past and decided to bring home my belongings little by little during the last few weeks of school, putting everything in its proper place in my room as it came home. Well maybe she’ll forget to buy you a house for your anniversary.” Not that Larisa would. I could tell my mom wasn’t thrilled about having a stranger live in her house, and fuck her son in every room. We were getting friendly looks from the other people around us, staring at the two lovebirds finally reunited. I was referring to that little bastard Tommy from 3rd Rock that got to make out with her in the film. She always opted for a seat in the isle so she wouldn’t have to look out the window. Fucking girls always bringing suitcases full of bricks. I put the strap of the smaller one across my shoulder and went for the other two, grasping one in each hand.
…Bye.” “Didn’t leave yet did she,” he asked as he made an ever bigger mess. My head would fucking explode if for once, she stayed on schedule.” I make my schedule according to a certain agreed upon time and she never follows it. Her red booty shorts came down just below her ass, allowing me to gaze at her thighs. Okay.” We both sat there on her bed in silence for a minute or so as my dick shrunk to normal size. I’ll see you soon.” “You bet,” I responded as I gave her a long final look before turning to leave her room. I made my way down the hall saying goodbye to the rest of my fellow floor-mates. So, feel free to change it up a little,” I said sarcastically, trying to get her out of the slow lane. She leaned back and looked into my eyes with her amazing, comforting, big brown ones. I wish I could bottle this amazing feeling for a crappy day. That night in bed.” “I was referring to the other time, but whatever. It was awful nice of you to let her get some from me.” “Haha. Nothing shows the love between two people like sharing a cousin, or like two cousins sharing a guy. I’d tip in the form of a handjob if one showed up right about now. “So what time are you picking up that girl at the airport? I told you this forty times.” She showed so much respect for my soul mate. I also carried her backpack because I’m good like that. I thought they’d be just another thing to carry back, and with the luggage and all…” I said as we made our way to get her suitcases. She wasn’t going home until the next day, due to her exam schedule. All I really had left at school was my guitar, computer, and some clothes, and a shit load of posters. =] I can understand her hesitation, being Larisa hadn’t met her, my dad, or my sister yet, but come on. After a nice long hug we let go and walked to go get her luggage, hand in hand. “You know, I used to be afraid of flying.” “Really? Of course there were no colored folk pushing a group of carts for wheeling the luggage around. “So, how was your flight,” I asked as we waited for her luggage to appear at baggage claim. It sucks when you’re not flying with a friend.” I assumed she was referring to the flight she took here with her friend Michelle over a year ago. ” I asked as I held her from behind, my arms wrapped around her waist. They showed 10 Things I Hate About You.” “Hahahahaha. I rested my chin on her shoulders and tightened my arms around her waist to comfort her from the pain of the in-flight movie. ” my mom asked me as she drove under the speed limit in the far right lane. “That was sweet of you, and so logical,” she laughed as she squeezed my hand and nudged her shoulder against mine.