I woke up with Lane's massive arm around my waist. Pulling me closer and tighter to his magnificent body. I lazily threw one leg over the side of the bed but was pulled back. Forcefully but gently. He began to relax. Now unconsciously releasing his hold on me. I was just gonna go downstairs and make some coffee. This was true. Most teens were starting to get addicted to cigarettes, but not me. No. Coffee was my drug. That was until I met Lane. I got out of my bed and kissed Lane softly. I threw on some sweat pants out...
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