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A
cold November wind gusted against me, sending locks of strawberry pink hair
flying into my face. I pushed my hair back, and pulled my bla..
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I
tend to work a lot of the time now. If I’m not at school, I’m at work most
likely. But somehow I still get home earlier then ..
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I
got up and dressed early the next morning. But instead of driving early to
school, I drove towards the cemetery. It was seven thirty, so ..
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I
parked my car and walked into TGI Fridays at about quarter after ten. It didn’t
take long to spot the crew from Ink’D sitting..
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I
sort of avoided Greg for the next few days. Not because of him walking in on
me, or me seeing him get off, or for whatever things may hav..
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I
got up the next morning, and instead of sneaking into the cemetery, I went
straight to school. I think part of Amy wanting me to move on ..
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It
took all my will power to break away from those perfect green eyes, but somehow
I did. I laid my head back down, and he looked away. I c..
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Before
I could answer, Greg had me down on my back, his hands pushing my tank top off.
I felt my cheeks turn pink as he pushed the shirt up..
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It
started raining well before we turned in for bed. I stood at the sliding doors
at the back of the house, watching the dogs way off runni..
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Sequel to "Strawberry Gashes". Alexis has desperately been trying to move on, but Amy haunts her night and day. Will she find freedom in the arms of a..
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