When you’re done blowing your load, all you see is Danielle laughing with you, Danielle and you hugging or kissing. Tears start to stream down your ...face as you realise what you just lost. You weren’t with her for her body, you were with her for her. For Danielle. You decide that taking a shower might calm you down. When you return in your room you check your phone. Fifteen messages. Most of them from friends and family, one of them from Kim. None from Danielle. They all tell you that they’re. ‘You have come to know me at a strange moment in what remains of my life.’ ‘The remains?’ she gasped and shook her head. ‘You’re hurting awful bad is all. Don’t be saying such a thing like that.’ He turned the page. The spread was pasted with newspaper clippings. In the center, a panoramic photograph, singed at the edges and corrupted by overexposure. ‘My father,’ he said. The two words scrawled beneath the image seemed to agree. The slender man wore a black trench coat, and had been captured. He said to me: "Son,never drive a Pinto to a hot girl's house". I drive to Paris' house, her mom opened up the door. I introduced myself to her mother, her mother was a very pretty Swedish blonde, whom had a rack that had to be at least DD's. Paris' mother yelled: "Paris, Your friend is here!!!!" So, Paris came down and hugged her mother goodbye, as her mom had to go to work. While Paris and I was doing our homework, I was staring at her huge rack, that was stuffed in her pink tank top. Paris. My nipples have become very sensitive after I took the piercings out a few months ago, and since youd already pinched them so hard, they grew hard from any contact. That knife would hurt. You let go of my hair and cup the back of my head, pulling me closer while you lick up my chin and begin kissing me. My lip stung where you cut it, and I could taste the slight metallic hint of blood. My blood. Now, I believe we have unfinished business. You stand back up and pull me up slightly, so Im.