Sarah sat on her bed, trouble and distraught. There was a deep darkness to her face that simply felt unnatural. It was unlike her to be this empty. Sam sat beside her, wrapping his arms around her. It helped slightly, Sarah forced a crooked smile as tears started dripping down her face. Not having the slightest clue what was troubling her, Sam whispered in her ear. "What's wrong, Sarah?"
That passion and flame inside her grew, fuelled by teen spirit and raging hormones. Sarah started kissing Sam passionately. Sam taken by surprise stiffened as his arms went rigid. Not knowing what to do he simply sat there while Sarah flung herself at him, tearing through his dark red checkered shirt. This was the day he'd been waiting for all his life. All those erotic dreams and thoughts were coming true, yet he couldn't bring himself to do anything.
Sarah grabbed Sam's right arms and placed it on her left breast, moving it about. Sam squeezed gently and lightly, the soft supple flesh bouncing around within the palm of his hands. It felt wrong, Sam didn't feel the slightest bit of arousal. He was exploiting her. She was at her most vulnerable point in life and he was taking advantage of her. He pulled his face away from Sarah. " I can't do this Sarah.. It's wrong, you're my best friend."
WHAT A FUCKING NINCOMPOOP. I WOULD'VE FUCKED THE HELL OUT OF HER
Sarah shooked her head. "Everything's fine, nothing's wrong at all.. It's just... I don't know... Ugh. My life is a complete wreck right now! Dad's left, Mom's dying, My grades are horrible. I'm Scared Sam.. I'm really scared. I feel all alone."
Sam loved Sarah deeply, they've been best friends for years but he never had the guts to tell her how he felt. He hugged Sarah harder and kissed her on the cheek. "Everything will be alright soon, I'm here for you... I'll never leave you."
Sarah took Sam by the hands, deeply grateful for his company. On the brink of depression, thoughts of suicide ran through her mind. She gazed deep into his eyes. In that moment of suspense, she felt at ease, her mind was clear. She was at peace with herself. The reflection of her face in Sam's eyes sparked a flame inside her. She knew what she had to do.
Sarah took Sam by the hands, deeply grateful for his company. On the brink of depression, thoughts of suicide ran through her mind. She gazed deep into his eyes. In that moment of suspense, she felt at ease, her mind was clear. She was at peace with herself. The reflection of her face in Sam's eyes sparked a flame inside her. She knew what she had to do.
That passion and flame inside her grew, fuelled by teen spirit and raging hormones. Sarah started kissing Sam passionately. Sam taken by surprise stiffened as his arms went rigid. Not knowing what to do he simply sat there while Sarah flung herself at him, tearing through his dark red checkered shirt. This was the day he'd been waiting for all his life. All those erotic dreams and thoughts were coming true, yet he couldn't bring himself to do anything.
Sarah grabbed Sam's right arms and placed it on her left breast, moving it about. Sam squeezed gently and lightly, the soft supple flesh bouncing around within the palm of his hands. It felt wrong, Sam didn't feel the slightest bit of arousal. He was exploiting her. She was at her most vulnerable point in life and he was taking advantage of her. He pulled his face away from Sarah. " I can't do this Sarah.. It's wrong, you're my best friend."
WHAT A FUCKING NINCOMPOOP. I WOULD'VE FUCKED THE HELL OUT OF HER
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