Loud Murmuring.

Every couple of days George would come over to pick me up and we'd grab a movie. It would usually lead to a lot of fooling around and eventually sex. He was a champ but then he'd fall asleep right away. His light, long laugh was an effect of taking downers. It was that bitch that got him into them.. I always hated that about him but everything else was perfect. He was fucking smart and his touch was kind. He was affectionate but I don't know why for.. I'm not sure how I came to like him more but he didn't feel the same way. I went with it. My favorite part was the time I had a skirt on and black hose. "Oh my God" Heh. The first time I met him we played footsie.. talk about childish. By the end of the night I passed out on him. Doomed from the start.