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WARNING: STORY SUCKS! I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 11 AND FINISHED WHEN I WAS 13. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK... I walked over to the bed and picked up my jacket. I reached down and pulled out my pocket knife. There has to be blood on those sheets or we will be in big trouble. I put the pocket knife on my left arm, and cut open a big enough cut that blood comes out quickly. I was too busy with getting my blood on the sheets to notice Hager has got out of the bathroom. But she let out a loud shriek, I stood up and ran to her. I clammed my hand over her mouth. "Shhh." I said. "Its okay." "Wh...what are you doing?" She choked out. "There has to be blood on those sheets. And we are not having sex." I watched the different emotions play on Hager's face. "Why not?" She asked. "Because you're not ready." She just nodded. Then she looked at the sheets and my hand. "Um... I think that enough blood, right?" She pointed to the big blotch on the white sheets. I nodded. "Ok. Sit down on the couch." She took the knife from my hands and lead me to the couch. "Hager, its ok. I can take care of this myself." "No. Sit down." She said, firmly. I chuckled and sat down. She went into the bathroom and got a first-aid kit. She walked over to me and sat on the couch next to me. She took my hand and began to clean it. "You have to stay still, Hassan." I nodded. The alcohol stung a bit but I held still. As she cleaned my wound, I took this time to really look at her. She changed into my shirt which reached to her knee, and no pants. She had nice long legs and white matched her a lot. She looked beautiful with her long black hair in a ponytail. She left the top buttons unbuttoned so when she leans in I could see what she's wearing underneath. Damn, not having sex is gonna be harder than I thought. "Ok." My thoughts got interrupted by the sound of her voice. "I'm done." Highest Rank: #8 in Spiritual Cover by @TheSecretAgentCactus
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