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“You must not!“ I heard my best friend shouting. She's getting red. I bet she's angry with me cause it's her first time seeing me dress like this- tight little skirt, red lips, and a body-hugging top. I don't usually wear those types of things because I'm the conservative type, but James just brings out a new side of me that I've never known. It's refreshing. I've been the type of girl who is scared to try something I'm not used to; I always plan ahead of time, my free time means study time, basically, everything about me is boring. I was shivering since the cold air is making its way on my bare skin. James giggle, saying, “Hey, you look beautiful, but you're cold... here take my jacket.“ His black leather jacket was on my shoulders. It smelled good, a mixture of masculine perfume and cigarettes. He grabs my hand while wearing that sexy smirk. So, we will have another adventurous night, I guess. Before getting in on his black che
