G.e.m.m.a D.a.n.f.o.r.d,
T.h.e M.i.s.e.r.a.b.l.e. O.n.e.
T.h.e M.i.s.e.r.a.b.l.e. O.n.e.
She smiled. "No. I can't blame you." She smiled against his lips. "You think I'm beautiful?" Gemma was touched. That was the first time anyone had called her beautiful. "I want to be close with you too..." She said to him. The truth was, she wasn't secure enough to allow him to truly see her. If he saw her naked, he would see how ugly she truly was. The warm blankets were a plus. She was still cold, and she supposed that she always would be.
((You just really want that to happen, don't you? lmao. Okay. That sounds good. I'll be the ex. Let's channel some of Gemma's and my own insecurities through her. lmao. This should be good. The girl's bathroom would be a good spot. I'm having wayyyy too much fun with this. Plus, she's starting to realize that she has a problem. lol. Sorry for the bad post.))
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