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1:00pm Pleasant Hill, Louisana I groan as my mom comes into my room and told me it was time get up. I sat up in bed, “I’m up, happy now?””No, get up, get dressed, change out of your pajamas.””Why? Not like anyones coming to see me.” I rolled back under the covers.”Just get up!” she said and yanked the blankets off me.Let me give you some back story here. I’m Devon, its like Devin except awesomer, I’m 18. About 5″9, long bottle blonde hair that reaches right below my 36a boobs. really pastey complextion and tiny figure. I’m what they call “model material” About 4 months ago my parents seperated, my mom and little sister moved here to Louisiana to be near family, I stayed with my dad and older brother in Virginia, until about a month ago when my dad, who I never got along with, kicked me out. So I moved 1300 miles away from my life. I made friends here and all my friends from Virginia still talk to me.There’s a boy, Chris, who texts me everyday and if I was still in Virginia, we would be dating, we’re extremely close, both emotionaly and sexually. We often joke about him coming to visit before I come to stay there for the summer, but we both know it’s unlikely.I got out of bed and walked to the Jack Escort Küçükyalı & Jill bathroom my sister and I share. I take a quick shower, shaving my legs, pits and bikini area. Afterwards I go back to my room, blowdry and straighten my hair, put a little make up and slide into some skinny jeans and a Paramore t-shirt.3:00pm I’m sitting in the living room watching tv when my phone vibrates in my pocket. With a quick glance I see its Chris calling so I answer it but I’m a little confused, he usually texts. “Hey babe, whats up?” I answer.”Hey I was wondering if you would go outside and take a picture of your house for me.””Umm, why?””Cause I want to see where your living, that’s why.””Uh okay…””Thanks beautiful.”I giggle into the phone. “So why are you calling me instead of texting?””No reason,” I hear the faint sound of car horns in the background.”Are you driving?” I ask slightly irritated, Chris knows I don’t like him calling or texting me while driving.”Don’t worry your on speaker.””Still. Where are you going anyway?””Nowhere special.””Ah okay…” At this point I’m outside my house when I hear a car pulling in our long driveway.”Babe I’ll call you back, Kartal escort someone’s here to visit.””Okay, bye baby.”I hang up and turn to see who was coming unannounced.I blink hard when I see Chris’s egotistical license plate “Imamzng” (it’s ‘I’m amazing’ if you can’t tell). Okay, I must be really homesick, I think to myself. Theres no way he made the 18 hour drive down here.My thoughts are proved wrong when the engine is shut off and Chris steps out of the car. I stand in shock, mentally thanking my mom for making me get up and get dressed.After a couple seconds of silence Chris says “What, no hug?”I laugh and run at him, jumping into his arms. He hugs me tight and spins me around like an old movie. When he puts me down, I look around and realize that my family was standing outside smiling.My whole family lives on one piece of land. My uncle, his wife and my 3 cousins live to my left and my grandparents live to my right.”Did everyone know about this but me?” I ask still laughing. “Pretty much, we’ve all known for weeks,” my cousin replies. Peyton is my age and we’re pretty close so I’m suprised he didn’t let it slip.”Well dang!” I turn back to Chris and pull Suadiye escort bayan him close to me. “I missed you,” I say quietly so only he can hear.”I missed you too baby, thats why I’m here,” he whispers back.9:00pm”Okay, night mom love you.” “Good night Ms.Vickie.””Goodnight you two, be good!”Chris and I walk down the hallway to my room, where we’ve put his things.”Enjoy meeting my family? They’re a bunch of loons, I know,” I say as I start to strip down to get into my pajamas, Chris has already seen my body so I didn’t worry about him watching.”When I imagined meeting your family, I didn’t imagine meeting them all at once. I mean your mom and sister yea, but jeez. I could feel all them mentally judging me,” he replies. “And staring at my nose,” he adds as an after thought.I giggle while trying to pull my jeans off. “1. I love your big nose. 2. They care about me thats all, they want to make sure your not corrupting me.”Chris gets up from next to me on the bed, walks to my feet and starts yanking at the cuff of my jeans. “I’m not going to corrupt you.””Says the man helping me undress.” “God gracious, why are your pants so fricking tight?” “They make my butt look good,” I say bluntly “You ain’t lying.” he says as my pants finally come off. “But, your ass always looks good.” “Aw aren’t you sweet,” I say sarcastically, watching him as he lifts his shirt over his head. “I do try,” he says as I get up and press my body against his.I kiss him hard on the lips and wrap my arms around his neck.

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