My mother yelled at me for about an hour.

After that I stomped out of the house and Marshall was waiting for me.

We went to his house.

It was kinda awkward.

But it was nice.

We made out a lot.

That was nice too.

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He pushed me on my back and ran his hand up my inner thigh.

He got to my pants and started to take them off.

I grabbed his wrist. 

"Not yet."

He stopped and smiled.

"Okay."

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