Talking to Maria was awkward “sorry again” I said meekly “it’s been rough on me too, being away from you and never knowing if you’re alright I’ve developed a bit of a sleeping problem lately” I continued weakly “it’s alright I guess” she responded a little distant I just ate my breakfast trying to clear my head and went out to the car “can I drive” my sister asked suddenly enthusiastic “what, no” I said “oh come on I’m 16 I have my license what’s the big deal?” she complained “you just got your license what if you wreck the car” I sputtered “plus I’m 17 and you don’t have a clue where you’re going maybe in a week or two but for now just get in” I said she conceded without pressing the issue any further and the day went like most others; boring, and slow with the exception that I couldn’t stop thinking about Maria and how badly I wanted more all of the sudden, I knew it was wrong but I also knew how I felt and refused to do anything to change it
Stockings. Prologue
I glanced at the sky as my father unlocked the door, it was dark out but I guess that was to be expected we had been driving for 8 hours, I looked back and grabbed my bags there weren’t many so everything was in the house and un packed quickly on my way in I looked around the house it was small but still big enough for even another person. This time the ride home was so much happier compared to the decent into hell it had felt like last time
. . Sitting on what looks like an antique chair are a stack of fluffy white pillows and a bathrobe
Talking to Maria was awkward “sorry again” I said meekly “it’s been rough on me too, being away from you and never knowing if you’re alright I’ve developed a bit of a sleeping problem lately” I continued weakly “it’s alright I guess” she responded a little distant I just ate my breakfast trying to clear my head and went out to the car “can I drive” my sister asked suddenly enthusiastic “what, no” I said “oh come on I’m 16 I have my license what’s the big deal?” she complained “you just got your license what if you wreck the car” I sputtered “plus I’m 17 and you don’t have a clue where you’re going maybe in a week or two but for now just get in” I said she conceded without pressing the issue any further and the day went like most others; boring, and slow with the exception that I couldn’t stop thinking about Maria and how badly I wanted more all of the sudden, I knew it was wrong but I also knew how I felt and refused to do anything to change it
Stockings. Prologue
I glanced at the sky as my father unlocked the door, it was dark out but I guess that was to be expected we had been driving for 8 hours, I looked back and grabbed my bags there weren’t many so everything was in the house and un packed quickly on my way in I looked around the house it was small but still big enough for even another person. This time the ride home was so much happier compared to the decent into hell it had felt like last time
. . Sitting on what looks like an antique chair are a stack of fluffy white pillows and a bathrobe
Talking to Maria was awkward “sorry again” I said meekly “it’s been rough on me too, being away from you and never knowing if you’re alright I’ve developed a bit of a sleeping problem lately” I continued weakly “it’s alright I guess” she responded a little distant I just ate my breakfast trying to clear my head and went out to the car “can I drive” my sister asked suddenly enthusiastic “what, no” I said “oh come on I’m 16 I have my license what’s the big deal?” she complained “you just got your license what if you wreck the car” I sputtered “plus I’m 17 and you don’t have a clue where you’re going maybe in a week or two but for now just get in” I said she conceded without pressing the issue any further and the day went like most others; boring, and slow with the exception that I couldn’t stop thinking about Maria and how badly I wanted more all of the sudden, I knew it was wrong but I also knew how I felt and refused to do anything to change it
Stockings. Prologue
I glanced at the sky as my father unlocked the door, it was dark out but I guess that was to be expected we had been driving for 8 hours, I looked back and grabbed my bags there weren’t many so everything was in the house and un packed quickly on my way in I looked around the house it was small but still big enough for even another person. This time the ride home was so much happier compared to the decent into hell it had felt like last time
. . Sitting on what looks like an antique chair are a stack of fluffy white pillows and a bathrobe
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