“Maybe you did,” I said in short reply, still looking at the television so Mrs. Here we go again. Free black porn . . … Mrs. Barrett walked in, Camden could take my hand.
As if on cue, Mr. Barrett’s room, and I slammed my binder on the table at my seat in the back of the room. Camden walked into the cafeteria this morning with a smile on his face. I continued rubbing where he put my hand, and I suddenly felt his hand again. He loved the feeling and knew that I was that girl that would do almost anything for almost anybody. I crumpled the paper in fear of Mrs. I was pretty sure no one else did either.
I felt Camden’s soft warm golden skin touch my hands, and pull my left hand towards him. He loved the feeling and knew that I was that girl that would do almost anything for almost anybody.
