“"You're beautiful," he said, looking down at me. "Don't say things like that … " "Why, do they embarrass you?" "Yes." "Okay … you're ugly! You're so ugly you make me want to puke." He turned away and leaned over the side of the bed making this terrible retching noise. "Michael … you're crazy … stop it … I can't stand that!" "Okay." We lay next to each other kissing, and soon Michael unbuttoned my sweater and I sat up and unhooked my bra for him. While I slipped out of both, Michael pull...ed his sweater over his head. Then he held me. "You feel so good," he said, kissing me everywhere. "I love to feel you next to me. You're as soft as Tasha." I started to laugh. "What?" Michael asked. "Nothing … " "I love you, Kath." "And I love you," I said, "even though you're an outsy ." "What's an outsy ?" "Your belly button sticks out," I said, tracing it with my fingers.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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