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This morning I found her gold shoes under your bed, size 7'1/2, They weren’t even in good shape, all torn up around the heel, I can just imagine her wearing them in some slutty clothes flirting with you at the club, carelessly forgetting them at your house, because she probably packed an overnight bag. Strange thing is, I’m not mad at you, after all, I have a boyfriend that you don’t even know about, and I don’t plan on breaking up with him Unless my feelings towards you grow stronger, right now, I just like the excitement, the series of first kisses and touches, exploring a body so new to me, running my heads down your chest, sucking your neck until you cant take it anymore. I love to tease you, then give it to you, and by the way, we should really be more careful, I’m not gonna tell you but I took the morning after pill today, I’d like to say it doesn’t bother me, but it does, I guess you could call me a hypocrite, cuz I don’t want her gold shoes under your bed, but then again, I have his picture on my nightstand. You left two marks on my neck, I didn’t notice until I went to the grocery store, and the clerk was smiling at me, like... "someone had a good night" I didn’t even try to cover it up, no sense in it, besides I scratched your back better anyway. I can't stop thinking about Friday, the first time we had sex, I loved attacking you at the door, no talking, Straight to the point, hands all over each other, kissing so passionately, I loved the way you handled my body, I loved climbin on top of you, feeling you slip inside me, I couldn’t resist it, I started riding you, watching your eyes relax, and I'll never forget, how you looked at me, gripped my arms tightly and said.. "You know your mine now" I wanted to be yours. Your strong sexy body underneath me, with all your tattoos, and your brothers rest in peace necklace, I got a thing for the thug type, It’s something in me that wants it. Even when I know if I go for it, I might just wake up, and find a pair of shoes, Gold Shoes, playfully shoved under your bed, from some, other, love affair.
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