LUST AND LOVE

WENDY:

The road had no obstacles, which aided my quick and smooth drive. The chilly weather made it more conducive and encouraging to the night ahead.

Although it wasn’t raining, the night was freezing, and unlike the first time I took Frederick home with me, he remained awake and forged the road along with me.

He smuggled in his seat and occasionally glanced at me. I caught all his stares in smiles, and he kept swooping shyly.

I drove into the garage, exciting nothing but the part of me that couldn’t wait to be here. It may seem corny, but I haven’t gone out of boner despite the thirty-five-minute drive back home.

I have retained at heart, the kissing and the possibility of doing more tonight. However, minutes after getting home, neither Frederick nor I attempted to leave the car. The sudden silence and stillness between us stiffened and heated to my discomfort.

It is beyond my uphold. At this point, I pictured a smooching Frederick and I, or civilizedly, a joint walk into the h