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The evenings were quite lonely. I started to browse the internet more and more, and finally came upon some chat sites that looked like fun. I wasn't looking for anything other than online companionship. Not necessarily anything sexual in nature, but rather someone to talk to, and hang out with online to ease the loneliness.One evening, someone with the handle Ayla came online. The handle was associated with a rose avatar, so I knew Ayla was female. We started talking back and forth. There were 3 of us chatting, myself, some guy from Australia, and Ayla. Even though there were three of us chatting, I thought I felt a special connection with her. I wasn't sure if it was because of a real connection, or if I was just imagining things.As much as I was enjoying the conversation, it was getting a little late. I think I was realizing that my so called "special connection" was all in my head. When I typed my intention to sign off, Ayla typed, "Please don't leave!"Surprised, I responded,. We stayed like that for a moment, me totally afraid to do anything with my hands, Jackie squeezing my shoulders with her hands, our lips pressed together. Her eyes were closed, but mine were open, terrified that someone might walk downstairs at this moment and catch us. God, if my mom caught me kissing another girl, I'd never leave the house again. I'd be grounded for the rest of my life!But there was something irresistible in her proximity to me. Something primal and wonderful that I wanted to surrender to, but I was too afraid.She broke the kiss and pulled away from me, and I opened my eyes, only just realizing that I had closed them. "There," she said. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"I shook my head no, and my hand went instinctively to my lips, pressing on the place where her lips had been. I could taste her raspberry lip gloss, and I was aware of a tingling between my legs, the kind I only felt when I imagined David Cassidy or Leif Garrett sharing my bed with me. It was only a.
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