Thread: Sensual Beginning [HotTexasCowboy x Juicy Fresh]

Well, if you want to get technically, N.O. Aren't words, they're letters. N is the 14th letter and O the 15th letter in the alphabet. I paused for a short while, giving a big, innocent geeky smile as if I was purposely trying to look ugly and annoying. But as you insist, I have very well listened to those... words you have just made clear. The answer is a No, I get it. But... that's not good enough for me. I trailed my hand across the kitchen counter. The kitchen was fairly large, with a long outstretch of marble counter with a nice-shaped island in the middle. Our parents were rather wealthy I guess they had to be to support your expensive lifestyle. I was the child to balance the dept out having minimal costs on the family check book. It was mostly on thrift shop books and I only went shopping when I out-grew something. I jumped up onto the counter and sat on the edge. You won't even do it if I agree to keep my mouth shut about the party? I will even let you bring illegal booze... which is illegal, if I forgot to mention that. AND... AND!!! I'll let you play the music as louddddd as you want, even though the police can ticket us for noise pollution. But I'll let it slide for this weekend! I sounded so proud of my little offer. But seeing it's lithe effect I frowned a bit. Don't make me beg, it's already embarrassing enough that I have to ask my older brother for sex advice... I paused a bit, leaning my head to the side as I sighed and thought of your works on Jake. It was all too true. Jake was a jackass, a player... He used and abused in order to gain for himself. And yet I was falling for it. I just felt an intimate connection with him. Things will be different this time. I'm not like the other slu- girls... I'm not like the other girls Jake has dated. I'm not into myself. I'm more interested in Moliere than I am in Lady Gaga! He could have anyone he wants, why ask out someone like me? Unless he actually likes me. I smiled, blushing a bit. Plus, this wasn't just spur of the moment. We have spoken before. He's been over at least a hundred times. What's the big deal? Maybe I will be something special. I will definitely have more of a chance if I'm not a total idiot in bed! I pranced off of the counter and approached you. I placed my hands together and pouted. Please? I paused, with no success. Pretty please? PLEASEEEEEEEEEEE? Now I was just getting damn right obnoxious. I got down on my toe knees and grabbed the material of your pants. Super pretty please with a cherry on top!!! Shaking your leg, I realized just how ironic that last statement was. Literally, with a cherry on top. You're the only one I can trust with this. You're the only one who won't judge and who actually knows about the subject. Who better to ask than you? You know everything that Jake likes. You can help me impress him... help me make him like me! That sounded ever so pathetic. But in a way, it was true. He's not going to like this boring girl forever! I spoke as if there was something wrong with me, but to myself, I had begun to think there really was something strange. After all, I was still a virgin and many girls I knew were not. I didn't want to be weird anymore. I didn't want to be that nerd.