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ooooo ooooo .oooooo. oooooooooooo HOE E'ZINE RELEASE #547
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888 888 888 888 888 "A Love Story"
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888ooooo888 888 888 888oooo8
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888 888 888 888 888 " by Caitlin
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888 888 `88b d88' 888 o 4/3/99
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She lost her virginity the summer after she turned 15. She never
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really regretted it, but then again... maybe it never registered
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completely.
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She met him in a not-so-unique way, for the '90's: The Internet.
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They frequented the same chat, she and he did, for whatever that
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was worth. It was a teen channel, but it was basically just a group of
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friends from Canada, with a few other people from other parts of the US
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dispersed like dandilion seeds.
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She had a lot of friends in real life, actually... well,
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pseudo-friends, maybe. She took refuge in her conversations online. It
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was easier for her to tell complete strangers how she really felt. Her
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deepest, darkest secrets (how cliche), she'd dilvulge, for a sometimes a
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meek "wow", "neat", "cool", "jeez!"... and then there was _him_. We'll
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call him Eric, from Canada.
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She always considered herself a very 'spiritual' person, but never
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identified herself with any written religion. It just seemed so harsh to
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her... maybe because her ideas weren't words. they were feelings. You
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know, like walking on soft, plush carpet in your bare feet...
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She never bothered to explain this to anyone really. There's only
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so many things that words can say.
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She told Eric that. He said he understood. She believed he
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understood.
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Over a period of several months, they shared their dreams,
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fantasies, lies, and more. then their chat had a little get together.
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She, Eric, and two other girls stayed in the hotel room. She manipulated
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them, subtley, and got to sleep in the same bed with Eric. Nothing
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happened.
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Once returning to her city, and home, she immediately went on her
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computer to try and quit thinking about Eric. Guess what? He was online.
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They immediately began talking about how much fun they had, and how much
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they have in common, about their souls.
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"...I know you may not want to hear this, ______, but... well... I
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couldn't sleep when we were sleeping next to each other... I had my arm
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around you the whole time... I would pull it back, sometimes... I kept
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staring into your beautiful face... afraid you would wake up, and I would
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have to explain myself."
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Astounded, she told him that he should have said something to her.
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She had to say something, she wasn't ever one to hold back what she wanted.
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She had power with her words, back then. She knew what to say, how to say
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it... she convinced him to come see her.
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He had gotten in a fight with his mother about this. What does a
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20 year old man want to do with a 15 year old girl, his mother demanded
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from him... he left to see her, regardless.
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After drinking a few beers, they sat out in her kitchen.. him
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leaning against the kitchen counter. Oh, she remembered it all too
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vividly. His eyes filling with tears, asking her if she knew what she
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wanted to do with her life... and how he couldn't imagine being 5 years
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older, and he asked her if she could imagine being 20.
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"No..."
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"Well.... I mean... actually, can you imagine being 25? cuz ... I
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already consider you to be 20.... you're definately above that level,
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______."
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She looked into his eyes and kissed him. However awkward it was,
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it was the most meaningful kiss she'd ever given/recieved.He placed his
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hands on her hips, and they stayed that way, for however long. He placed
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his hand on her breast, and then looked at her, with curiousity, and fear.
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She kissed him on the cheek, and he whispered...
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"I wish I could show you things.. you've never seen before... things
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you've only dreamed of.... dreams you've only wished..."
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She took his hand and led Eric into her bedroom...
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Her legs tightened around his head, tears of euphoria running down
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her face... it really was tragic, in a cheesy, soap opera sort of way.
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Arching her back, she moaned softly, after he stopped.
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"Did you cum..?"
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"no..."
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"Do you wanna.... you know...?"
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He had a condom in his back pocket and everything....
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It hurt for the first 30 seconds, then it was fine. She layed
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there, and moaned when it would briefly feel good. It wasn't a sexual
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experience to her at all, but she enjoyed it.
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"You're so beautiful, ________, you never cease to amaze me..."
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They cuddled together that night, and held each other. At 8 in the
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morning, she woke up and found him staring at her with awe, or momental
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lust. She fell asleep again for an hour, then woke up, and watched him
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sleep for a few minutes, until he woke up. This continued until 1 in the
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afternoon, when he kissed her, and slid his hand between her legs. They
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fucked again, and she made it the most enjoyable experience for him, since
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she didn't want to even get her hopes up this time for something.
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"_______, why are you the only one that understands me...?" he said
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to her, while they relaxed, sweaty in each others arms...
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[ (c) !LA HOE REVOLUCION PRESS! HOE #547 - WRITTEN BY: CAITLIN - 4/3/99 ]
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