tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53060565963741149332012-02-16T17:59:41.332-08:00Geraldine Fonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08812684275414058126noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5306056596374114933.post-90297713217159946642009-12-05T18:41:00.000-08:002009-12-05T21:42:54.879-08:00Irina didn't know what happened still.The second day she reached school she really hoped that the boy was a dream.She wondered whether he was taken.So,Irina went to ask her friend Sonea.She was dissapointed when Sonea said<br /><br /><br /><br />"Don't even think about it.Of coursehe's taken.How can such a cute,handsome boy be NOT taken?"<br /><br />Irina expected that.<br /><br />THE FOLLOWING DAYS...<br /><br />Everyday when Irina reached school,she noticed other things about him.The graceful way he walked,his strong muscular arms...such delight at admiring him even from a distance.<br /><br />Irina didn't want to introduce herself because of her previous year's actions.<br /><br />She was very shy.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5306056596374114933-9029771321715994664?l=my-peanutbutter-sandwich.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Geraldine Fonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08812684275414058126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5306056596374114933.post-5450064159936521202009-11-10T22:01:00.000-08:002009-11-10T22:12:00.652-08:00It was the starting of the year when Irina saw him.She herself didn't know what happened.It's was the starting of her last year at primary school.She walked into the class and tried to find a place when the boy came in.She found a sudden liking for him a feeling she never felt before.The feeling was electric it make her chest feel tight and she knew what happened.<br /><br />She was in love.<br /><br />Irina never thought she would be in love like this.In fact she had never been in love before.It shocked her that love could be so profound.She was enjoying herself just standing there appreciating him.His strong,confident deep voice.Thestrong line of his jaw.The urge to caress him.To touch his smooth tan skin was unbearable.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />To be Continued.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5306056596374114933-545006415993652120?l=my-peanutbutter-sandwich.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Geraldine Fonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08812684275414058126noreply@blogger.com0