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THROUGH SOMEONE ELSES EYE p2
His body was cold, I could feel it as I rested my forehead on his shoulder. Why was I letting myself get so close to him and why was he accepting it so willingly knowing perfectly well that I wanted to sleep with him from day one? I realised then that I couldnt understand Laken very well. As soon as that thought hit the conscious part of my brain, it didnt take a lot for me to notice that I couldnt understand anyone around me. I question their reasons, I doubt their feelings and take advantage of them before they can do it to me.
My thoughts last until his cold delicate fingers touched my cheek, stroking me like