Yeah, I know. It's real, all of this. Maybe you're right; maybe I need help remembering, and you and your friend can help with that. I know how it sounds, but maybe you're supposed to guide me to the next thing, and to the next thing after that, until the story is finished.
[ I wonder if that's the reason why I met them. Why I felt like I had to go looking for her, to actually talk to her. Could she and her friend be the key? Or am I just wanting them to be important because I don't want to do this by myself? How do I know that I did this for the right reasons?
He feels like it's one of those things that he just has to believe in and trust in, as cliche as that sounds, but he knows he's always been a little bit cliche. ]
Can I really? I knew what I was doing with the Casey novels. I knew what the beginning, middle, and end would be. I guess if I actually read this story and get to really know it, I can figure out how the ending needs to be changed. How to make it all fit together.
Maybe I can do it. Maybe.
[ He feels her respond, and he senses the moment that it all seems to click with her. He feels her, feels her rocking herself against him, but more than that, he feels that they've joined each other on some otherworldly level. Maybe it's all in his head, in his imagination, but somehow, they've transcended to a world that's theirs.
He moans against her lips as she deepens the kiss and his desire and arousal both seem to rise as well. His back arches, and his hand moves to twine itself in her hair. He wants this, and he doesn't want to let this go. ]
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[ I wonder if that's the reason why I met them. Why I felt like I had to go looking for her, to actually talk to her. Could she and her friend be the key? Or am I just wanting them to be important because I don't want to do this by myself? How do I know that I did this for the right reasons?
He feels like it's one of those things that he just has to believe in and trust in, as cliche as that sounds, but he knows he's always been a little bit cliche. ]
Can I really? I knew what I was doing with the Casey novels. I knew what the beginning, middle, and end would be. I guess if I actually read this story and get to really know it, I can figure out how the ending needs to be changed. How to make it all fit together.
Maybe I can do it. Maybe.
[ He feels her respond, and he senses the moment that it all seems to click with her. He feels her, feels her rocking herself against him, but more than that, he feels that they've joined each other on some otherworldly level. Maybe it's all in his head, in his imagination, but somehow, they've transcended to a world that's theirs.
He moans against her lips as she deepens the kiss and his desire and arousal both seem to rise as well. His back arches, and his hand moves to twine itself in her hair. He wants this, and he doesn't want to let this go. ]