“Robin, I am a slut, a dirty whore, a bitch! You will become a laughing stock,” I feel tears in my eyes. More
“Robin, I am a slut, a dirty whore, a bitch! You will become a laughing stock,” I feel tears in my eyes.
“That is why I am taking you away from this town. Just be with me and I am sure you will begin to see things differently. I want you to go to college and complete your studies,” he says, putting his hand on my left hand on the table.
That one pure and soft touch of his hand takes me to heaven. I begin to like him more, in fact, I am in love too.
“Give me some time, Robin,” I look in his eyes.
After the dinner, he drops me at my room, and before leaving my place gently kisses me on my lips. This time everything is different. There is no sex, just pure affection, just sense of being together.