John's extravagant bed. I did not want to get out of it, but it was a must. Too many times I thought, “this should not have happened, we should not have had s*x," we both wanted it so bad, but now things are going to be different, “at least for me they are," I'm not sure how John feels.
Quickly, stumbling out of his bed, walking naked to his bathroom inside his bedroom, I had to put clothes on and leave.
“What am I doing?" I thought to myself as I was changing into my clothes.
I walked barefoot back into his bedroom and had to find my shoes, quietly, since John was sleeping and I had to sneak out. “If I would have stayed the night, how would it be for us in the morning to wake up together?" Nervously I thought. Knowing how bad I want to be with him and love him, I felt nervous. This w
