..and so...
Larla gathered up her purse and walked out the door. She headed over to her boyfriend's house, with was just a few blocks away.
But inside, Larla felt very guilty. She knew that Lukelan had come to her house with good intentions, and she didn't mean to hurt him. And WHAT was that tugging feeling in the back of her head when Luke and her were kissing? Just him kissing too hard, she thought with a giggle.
She had arrived at Brian's house. It was a modest cottage, though considerably bigger than hers, with brilliantly colored flowers planted along the sidewalk. She knew that they were the doings of Brian's mother. She knocked on the door. Brian opened it. He stood there, handsome in his midnight black tuxedo, smiling, ushering Larla to come in. Her guilt was forgotten as she daintily lifted up the corners of her dress and stepped into his house.
...to be continued...
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l S R B · Fri Dec 12, 2008 @ 11:12pm · 1 Comments |