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ck to my stomach. At the same time, I couldn't help but want additional opportunities to see him. I knew guys had different body parts than women, but I was anxious to see
t enough to make me want to see more, and
racter. I was interested in learning about the scar on
t me in getting out of the wedding,
ethod to explain why I was missing one pair. Having one pair of underwear missing would raise suspicion, and that was something I did not want to deal with. The expectation was that we would stay virgins until the night
e's eyes on me, and I felt a flood of remorse pour through my body. Their looks gave me the impression th
was not paying attention to the road in front of me. A
e quizzed me, placing his big ha
across the top
ng with a fast
f my wet hair that had come loose fr
orry abo
ied to push by him, but I failed. As I attempted to
ing? Why is your hair w
, but we are yet to be wed. I d
ed to sorrow. "What will be you
tell you I'm my own being and that
s his face. "You will be my wife
treat me that way, then ex
me!?" He
to budge, but he saw the necessity
u are so unwilling to try!?" He