@FeistyProwess < much more then meet the eye. Falling into the back of my seat as the last piece of the chest board fell into place, Betty Cooper. With eyes breaking from the swift movement caused by heeled shoes I turned to meet Ronnie, the 4 masterminds of >
@FeistyProwess < nestle down into the crack of her neck, words a soft whisper “did I hurt you Ronnie?” that been the last thing I wanted but dreams took control and actions were alienated, something I had no control over but I had to know.
@FeistyProwess < mattress each at her side, letting eyes wondering over her frame, knowing she wouldn’t actually openly speak of anything I’d done. With lips slowly edging down to plant a soft kiss on the crown of her head I gently found my head dipping to >