Tuesday, October 15, 2013


We were looking at the stars, he said, but I saw only distant lights coming from the stadium - it was football night.

He stroked my hair so dumbly that it got scared. “What's the matter” he asked. “I don't know, this is just not working”, even tough I wanted it to. I wanted to be loved.

Then his friend Ryan arrived, said he got us into Roman's dad studio to look through the telescope after supper.

Roman's dad was really hot. He looked at me with real interest, like he hadn't ever seen a creature like me. That's when I decided I was going for an older, scientist man.

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