She flirted with me all night. Tracing her fingers on my lips when she talked to me.. staring as though she wanted to taste them. Her neck was exposed as she talked and she'd lean close to me when she said something intimate. She found a reason to ride with me home and she held my hand as I drove. Looking at me she'd say simply.. wow. I'd blush and look down and she'd mention how innocent I seemed. In her driveway I turned off the car and completely indulged. I kissed her passionately and she told me that I gave her butterflies in the bottom of her stomach.

How badly I wanted to feel them too. But I didn't. I didn't feel anything at all.

Maybe next time?

Who knows.

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Feb. 1, 2008 at 11:02 PM

did this actually happen, or is this part of your creative writing class?

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Feb. 2, 2008 at 10:22 AM wow.. what a night, too bad no butterflies. Better luck next time!

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Feb. 2, 2008 at 10:36 PM

oh.. lol. yes it really happened.


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Feb. 3, 2008 at 3:34 PM I hate that!

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Feb. 9, 2008 at 3:56 PM i love the butterflies...they are the best after 2 years i still get them=D hope it goes even better next time

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