get lucky

The sister is watching a movie.
When Harry Met Sally.
She lays across the floor flat on her stomach
while Seb and I share the love seat behind her.

I can feel his hand creep closer towards me, teasing peekaboo pieces of skin.
“Stop” I breath. Taking his hand from traveling any further up my skirt and bring it up to my lips where I kiss his fingers softly.

“We’re going to bed.” I tell sister nudging her with my foot.
As we slide down the hallway our lips locked sister turns the volume up.

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August 23, 2007. dating, men.

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