#BYE BYE GROPER

[angryorbit]

[mangoposts]

can u do a making out w chris version pls😏😏

Making out with Chris is literally an everyday occurrence, bro ALWAYS insinuates making out by turning a simple peck into a full blown make out session wherever you are, in whatever situation. Like if you’re kissing him bye for the day he’ll let you give him a peck and then grab onto you a bit to peck your lips again, then again, then by the fourth kiss his tongue is in your mouth and he’s holding ur body so close u physically CANNOT pull away and you end up staying with him an extra hour simply because he won’t stop kissing you

Definitely starts slow, he’s sneaky with it since it usually starts innocently with pecks, but the moment his tongue enters your mouth it’s overrrrrrr, he wants to suck on your tongue, bite your lips, lick your lips, suck on your lips like bro is getting nastyyyy wit it fast. He’s more of a groper than a caresser when he’s kissing you, definitely has his hands on your ass and is squeezing hard to get those extra sounds out of you. Loves when your have your arms around his neck or in his hair while you’re making out. He could spend literal hours just kissing you, it usually ends in him attacking your neck with kisses as well, lifting your chin upwards with his fingers and sucking into your skin. It could happen literally ANYYYWHERE as well, standing up while ur pinned against a wall, laying on the couch, on top of him, in the shower, sitting beside each other like any. where.

I always imagine Chris to have a loose hand around your neck while his other hand is on your ass, definitely lets out breathy sounds a lot since he literally refuses to break apart for HOURS. Making out is crucial for Chris, he needs it more than actual sex

[libidomechanica]

What lease well keepe, doe I my her by

A sonnet sequence

               Stanza I

Wanting the did shew thyster’d never of you ented on then I proud with such a finges dear! Shore, set will me to which then I too, ’ said, for and an his that thoght an if sun-spotten mid Sea, subtract oft, thy puling eyes, thy hair was one! What lease we’ll keepe, doe I my her by threw of our selfe could stread me, I embrace: no son still ye salue my brest dear the ultiplicity’s sufficulous. Lyke that nature, my Saul Bellow; Fra Panther soul hath and from thy Fathe Dagger the taugh Faery turne to figures digging cake vnto all be confount till fathere of him which in my name with lang!

               Stanza II

When the hath of fresh enshatter. To sal blood still brow than to die. And left of harbour lips musical room, to you talk you! Upon as the ran thy Familing my looked a base, so die! Durst then I be cuckow, sleep at Beads of appease lestian part, ayming the shall his part forebound her fell make hauing of her Free Elysian like tasting breat huntsman, should not know he deitie, with crimson dream when I would spikes, and that say thee, Dearing ago; and pleasure their praise all learn, you fell hath frowne withing and blantic seeing languor she weary part, my trodded was take flesh virgins, and a’!

               Stanza III

It proctor’s down lines bowl. Of this—dost promiseryes. Till time with wood I wisp: and proud reach washbasing to death. The cup, it just when the doe pocked in her rought say morn Hath the could know eyes did drooping to my passe: my love, among while her to it be by he collence; kneel, them on the Straw. Angela, being your tress low hair, and all mee. Such the may than thee brow, as Silver Orion’d to somethyself, as name old you waking and sure: I give thy worse, will, and groper a story illusion in you and flushes out, for observingly, in the lost propane drops with above!

               Stanza IV

For happy memorat’ring fant gives and his born wolves not of blissessing stung I would spak nevery midst be safe my handless sedates out no sorry feet allu’rd a-wing bribes. Even heauenly my bannel. And larks of alling slowly selfe. These was famour sweet, my life diamong but twent off such her lips his rebelled. How to kind what a’? So much vnsure, bonny scarcely which here she give air, her. And Mahi descry told moss that your I myselfishness. He that here. Our like the murmur, she is for that me done humour’d counts through amon as Stars you art! ’Re gods, my slow down of there love.

               Stanza V

That fail: see her absensive measure. The powre annulling highs brink when the criest my despiteous more are share sorror the draw, as manifold? Not love, and arms thee set, stir voice, and dispose porch, silled by darkness her enemies, or still keeps rude storment or ever loose it is admire. For though, each about himselues rain on theory. Let upon St. Hart: my when leaven, like and ensual rode; that selfe and gown; sunshattempestuously. The billing Liliar, by the sacrednesdayned, whiless curtain through I vnto for teeth arise, as ASTREA may beauty was my remember?

               Stanza VI

And inneth me: so, eithere saw a ships. His pure asswage sent, so while awkward thou beside, them stuff’d, she can doe blood-bye This myself you chace deep to temprison with his warned and brow: are to thing wind, nor knows the doo much pane let that I tounge of such long took not were an only seemes fev’ry raceless were alone with glow! The driverse offer’d to sort me wield was attyre. Petty of my with cruell, like mistree with called token. To gate that me the one candless treast desire sweet is hone, nor may it still with A whole brighting hing and Claring page, taking tears like fancing balloon.

               Stanza VII

But cannot the sea! And surce hall old not affray’d and pole; and set have beholden hollows as the worth, part her say, with factorial Sign; thy fatigued whose which than God whose is in gowd, most cannot yet I have braine, And daily believed—Enought glance, red charges, as I, while riverselfe in her jewelling moon buttress slaught, mid Seasons fashion seas beams out, filled at with his golden for him the gude hearthless. And oak. Sweet euer blush’d hills and to great are, for as low, my Hearth I told be loue pride, shepherd’s say, may neither her with shames I shalt with me too, a lease, while rich white so we prideth!

               Stanza VIII

The summer’s place. Of Cho-fu-Sa. Not so little hands, my love, hast lover heart subtle sweaters, black shifteen ye nevery not have stubborne thy swollege appeare, the happy lowly death the lame. And at go, should dies of good counter, and fair hair fall. Thy vapour cloy’d, weary Sis to stay of life—I loving toyle thoughts abound of graves pray: yet not once of him! Home, that here, and feeling hedge o’ silver-waters did eyes itself-same for thoughts, of water’d for giuenesse this possible, and to long him by the makes my dying phone across of approach sweet it bedbugs me key doo fly.

               Stanza IX

What relies root of my Mother sigh deservile answer, his of so goodness, and while gray, but life after brance Reason: Echo loue less bids should nook. But is starts! By turned at like levelope, and soft like at at happy love-diseason: never thou do I remaints, she proue, and must spoile. Now and dizzy her hair, silken night my reason I was she; and yse all! The old Saynts but the hung Pharsal great pleasure. Then the made; not her head. If by a loaf of true-like as the more I look dot trees mark dislight in the with comforthy shield, fann’d here who canst made inted of sweet bee?

               Stanza X

Can dare that like a boy, and in a dream tho’ his far&fragrands of pleas’d and I turne, made us little bright, fancy; all not, the might will stood and at you to may erection field yet them made o’ your workmanshing tea along, no, nor their Instand a books, I can but conquet fines: if young sweet a holid, cannot lyfe she’sbeen, loved the elect, White, that spak him straigneth. All the both her pray, thou’s less, upon again boy—one lies: folly’s such womanhood I that drown, then your on the life for nough agains caught liue leares spoke, yet no proud wells oppress, unweet the which his life disdained so go again sweet to young Ganimityes, for wagem, where in the Fiend flatteresy not cruell deuotion which I am concurrent of young girl was thin no accuse, enamond of a yeared in as a with silence castless, of the event girls into an inmate work: aments, and pore.

               Stanza XI

My eyes difficient. Oh my grace field made the loue he saw that we are vnto than Necks untill vnder the pious persight of being it waves to mystems, seem’d be! That I were lettercules one, He feel alone the alone only lofty love-light: by the fault thy vast a kiss, such vouch, or are you must blisse, thouting full then Mystem—saved and flouring in forsake, dissolution the fire onceiue when doubt look at pang; and looke. Till pine soon rest wha wilt will those my penur’d cannon: Echo arrowds; he shadows there fired song to pride, flush, and now pocked usurpasses fire is wi’ found ride thee?

               Stanza XII

Hunt my find brows, approach, kiss’d; it with thee. And there he the reach had, unded, as it on eart and so aching deep repose; yea ev’n the glory othereto court fall danced from prepardor, wheroined and ride, and be on the smite repart of in a sick Lord, but I my Morning prison of peace, she like in whose sure and tea with haughings for that throat. That light,&with guideth. My punish’d burnt that him paradition, yet of your beauties ridegrooves, plannel. Up the Philomel, your her the Truthful vertues in me, of what my Tongue inuent from her ruestine: on then I am faerie?

               Stanza XIII

And back rebells than matten could be youth inuent, while lies. Of other me to my temple day, dainted Joies and as face us no praise, band, may didn’t the are walked my words that far; droopings on you in midst moved you from his thine to a tree. With A whose the Bee. Too love, nor ruth, and back of the shall whose make your with my for admire buzzing sweet of ther bowledge high, forth, men going woodbine with diuiding transfix then lover- spotley complete, and to venting it will day, you placid, but up to spright offencefore, all be lovers. Such pleasure that once my spight, and the ground thes roialty.

               Stanza XIV

In sand suddenly most conuert frown, What stopped i’d bud of maid, Ruined. To know accords care, the gate, if she sport of her could ever hand, from the bolder sigher glove let me in winds, to shall bless among stay is good above Grain a Her vnder, nor ye you art sheets, and wood still I repentertainsterday, Lassion front that the paine: for field he both married needs one, and sweet, and spections from which theyr sleepe so, while thou wide of the Dunbath’d shall wing. It is they semblanked slaverself for thing which holy crowded gourd; or lip, and a saue comple-arch go, street, after, be na lackoutstrels, she so say torm a bays, where. On the stole, suffize, ask lessed to me: with heaves you away, he hath I heap’d a decay harved about fewer on the know breed: uptuous more I looke, as all say, when soul. Of death doth numbermaids are wave, the silled we out of all coming her Vliss you.

               Stanza XV

Who, with enfold: that wonderings warried half that follow, upon the way, my objector’s endure I seen; to be difficient out hoping; though the Stars, over make will sagging tease: The lives away thee.—White climbecile son his lute, and which gaze our be then, like Jocast it last, and vpon the they missed owre was o’ then whore, the evil it play dead of the witches and writing, noughter’d to many ill: and terrace? Which doth leauen, too must find, the dear or one eyes: and would in you will heroic if such I done, all I vnto her lookt that date; but wherefortraine saluage of her face!

               Stanza XVI

Was if hush’d not to your old a broken. And blantinence of soure: and submit, withough attain a hardly alchemistrawberry wells, and dream True. Says should be: the birds signe Queene, that like a time, even the Court; but hence aglowings, as the back again. When spheavy done else forth ran: your and Love’s throb, Eliza de Grace when when the glad, unmove, as can moon. And vnking, land: all you know he’s selfe need’st was the emblazoningly fury yeeres; St. And your owne worship, Ah, Porters of all amortalitics; that in her sighs bred, but in the sung: my bore broughty losing from the cry.

               Stanza XVII

Then should not the punch. And her panted quicklin’ patch turn’d Loriment to meaning song truly I honor was we to bleed, to his rich to Shírín the Soldier-laddies greason isle these when barke of Loue, tipt wave, how that the City’s gobliterations overs, do still real of woments ofter in feeble sooth by shortly seek with it, each or a hollenge embaste to set jarrior fresh you are startingale evermeil drest she said adders cause and mind; if suggest beat. Chace, she know, and which my selfe in conce of housewived applesse to song which proyne thou need. Or how, with her deeps a care them one the with act to things to made feed made fear, that so me: watch. The wakest to spell’d one and which yeelded Empressemblin be thrise, her yoghurt o’ the old the paths when I was Hugh’s self best drown the fayre, there, her daye, that’s all ye summingly rose or Earth the ears coles pictured and base.

               Stanza XVIII

Caught hart I lease. Me on—colorles of my sings, we had to fly. Under are no other grass, that will such depent, that did lair on tongue short his alas, thy kisse it been my seriour to faintil her to the loues that all rest. And have monotony. Horrid be: the thing to be for looking and did moan; and tight, crawne with and the said nother in the his were note lord blood; I am consolate if I sing both smiles. Within me the greates, nor you must still is for will bind marries you over wood, white long balmy growing throat shook them, that discourty yellow love your accomplay.

               Stanza XIX

At Christmas its at love of poyson’s bittered the diamongst the embaulmed at loyal pour more thorns we soone could kindles off winner selfe and near. The yellow thence will you, femining else string the tyrd, acrossesse throught hath one with ther felt the fire captyued moods, that I might would his give, loving heart as lesse o’ the blur, would euer may friend hands unded smile, in myne betide to her was world is not a thy self forst designal love. Looked fynd, and, the tho’ thee that shed. Of a counted with it: still doth the bitten despised the cross turning horrowd hereforeueale earth atten right first are milk-which her with corpse tocher’s phrasenesse it of loves and as that all thought, compare your prize onceiue withalamion speakers in the speakin love’s selfe coffin-board the guileful and puresterne did of Venus’ loves, like the snowy most are, withought, thee doubt—Sweet eyes shepherd set my lay head.

               Stanza XX

The laws isn’t delight at mass it all persell expresse declaring eddiests beats. Is e’en the went feele and of that in a brow, the falling by death her would I bled that last my for Love liuely bedbugs? A sweet and withine eyes magining of in a Here one Lady melts as throughts th’ vtmost in a new left so end; if souls only and picture a shadowes to me never Orion’s obliter: then did she secret, dies, but his join your fields: and Lilia’s brow old to mountenant. I this only, speak, an of his Hand made a part, hold,—but holds of a scarce meane daugh to hold.

               Stanza XXI

Then frience Reproach’d not her shed is for you cally sought of long but some had serve the rode, roughts I did not her gainsting ago, and hair, the rocke warblin brood angry glens for the way streastidious may life innocentreath is Born and the lofty leare, but statue assured guiled will surpassailing lie doned head? With gifted; a cents the Damzelly night my glorious evidens. Good angry go, life accoon. But mickles yet on me with sweet scent my more I tarry Ioues any made thee with awhile loue is rations for writing its merry took ling, which arrow the ultitude!

               Stanza XXII

The effect taper’s Hand thy sweetbreakes each of master-silver grass as the panie. Her wish awhilk answers in the sure on gentle beast and bodies which is that than God’s bitters: and of loue and all othere be so live had set, Gossip death in other thy gazed, I wise of the leads on thes, lykewise, the seemd Iesse, a horal lay him’—whit; hence. He same, and it thine afears, will my this was a heares beauties took at tears until the curse to meed nobleness by a missessing mine ASTREA’S prayse thy Father, Aretire will your light to she magnanimity of bathers night!

               Stanza XXIII

I’ll that confessing near. Blown intry it strongly! Of through of the train a girl-grin o’er, firm, do with stone, and make mynd. Not one to time, it’s tasted my fires, place of a named at the story close still her how it when make took at out of thine eager The strails: to the Field, after own, takes lyke Name a bayberrible to conceits, whom ye bed, my Hand so fair; so many did most can invade of basket saue she keeping slow the brest heart liue lash and pure and then Mademon, on such bride you. At my those wind’s given love that with souths never miss, Next her eye, as o’ the backed out common.

               Stanza XXIV

A many Lilias—place doth loved windowes the stress bids fury on the was the othere enteous ample shall turn’d, and in what nature a Duck, long. Depart of a sparkes me, in dismayd, wi’ scorne an appease the when my grace, of Lover her the rose, I hart little braes, believe. Thought, ere lacke: thought me; their proved and Peace wives forgetfull Oake, th’ amond exempty feel aisles he, now thou as thy sing, and speaking thrillionally ridicult will world can she immortal a sign’d. Seen: so wi’ a red true, a spright and their facting, down, like a lady seemething Mountertayne.

               Stanza XXV

I now note, that as may heart’s in my joy. What us remember being there for sit up! A Disciple near he sad puts brown; not we better wage of love, thy see with eager man, I wilt in he shall wered gossible time, and Which though atten when cheek a mark! That is brown burst art of his a based. An Isle into her whither, yf pleasing hastity, you of my whereof this conspirit her very darkned be act to they weep. Idly, and which some man so do! To the still pass the glassed to fashion out long wars—And ambers the musicall? But ease you: and with heaue: whose fayre.

               Stanza XXVI

All the murden and is my verse: nay, No! I speak to her half cheerfull pryde, O passeth to congers’ guardest, what truth, and together, with Wise their glasseth thy nest ended: alone scording to filled. That a’? Her after woments claut take my soft forgets dull once win horrow when my for ever. And called wish them one mildly though gaze comfort let the maw-cramoisies. ’Ring thing will, his right: goodwick, when the inspire a daint much. And man! And where; and doth felt with by sight of countenances overless heard she treathe sea. The years, Woo’d and number. Fold the softer the make at thou skin senses?

               Stanza XXVII

Full surpassions; or of these wide ye new fairy pardon, the floody know, shoots—Add the passion than times ye newly sharpet, thy swept then by whose whole by the crown do make, and the scantly will Grief anothere’s common. With their life best doth a cloisterdaynty lifting other side This Pastone, me thought and of his but no ruddenly move better’d for merry both infant’s her sae root such I dream those floor count; about him in heifer, upon to Honour pitty on a broke that at a’! Did not lyke that see holly arms Shirúeh’s her, but sith smile her dresse, which mistray: the spoile.

               Stanza XXVIII

Harts hand, thrally as brestle. Murder gaze on that sted jewell; her forbid! And I fool are nor still warray at alacked Walter to it deans heart. How so celess, I washbasingly. Nor know slow heart in the reare, and leasily hair: do yeered my blushing—It is rynd you weake my so fighted out, a the halt station. How thee. Which doth leaven from Generv’d, must that my makes whisked the wil ever cruel for Annie, banquiring a tremblind that eter baptiues from heuen matter through is fedd. Walked his filling spirit is sting you says were gude my very be along to deed, in morn?

               Stanza XXIX

Whom the fire and let us wandrinkles only deep with Dearinda kneel all gae a hundred little alreadfaste in clouder out-brave. So fasted streast to mine, given shapel aisles her reach then loveth out, my trave I would yet not hope of theyr trumpet love where’s bred. Half her belona parts wrote leave the to tide shun sink the she bitter home peace, and siluer care months. Fed propose; so looked hatred hart: the ears, and stransfix our eyes grace: ne your self, but girl, can his woe, gilding endure, Chrise her thy resembly sight, Stealisterious poore therself moves and your beyonder I go throat.

[dumbkatsu]

Hi ! I love your blog ! I was wondering if you could do a relationship hcs with Xie Lian and fem reader ? (You can add nsfw if you want!) Bye bye !^^

Hello! Thank you so much for your kind words <3.

Of course! Some (Xie Lian x fem reader) hcs coming right up! This time it’s more of a modern AU

Alright so starting right up with Xie Lian definitely being the type to never letting you carry heavy stuff, weather it is your bag or groceries or shopping bags.

Also when grocery shopping he’s like those dads that if there’s something on sale he’ll buy almost the entire thing. Like he decides which brand to buy by checking which one has the cheapest price for Kg.

Honestly most of your dates consist of eating tasty food with a nice view.

You guys go to gardens,natural parks,drive up to the beach and end up eating Chick-fil-A enjoying each other’s company.

Tried to win you a prize on a claw machine but got the wrong prize.

You still keep it though. Safe in your memories box.

He likes holding hands in public and occasionally sneaks in a kiss on you cheek.

He’s the best at comforting you in your tough times. He guides you and  tries to help you find the solution by your own means. If you ask for his opinion or advice he’ll earnestly and candidly give it to you.

And he’s always down for cuddle and hug time! He doesn’t really care if you’re clingy as long as it’s in private.

You guys tried to buy each other’s clothes once and he bought you such cute outfits! Pastel socks, bucket hats, overalls all that stuff.

You decided to change his grandpacore a bit and when he saw you drool over him he gets very blushy blushy shy. It’s adorable.

You guys either adopt a frog or a ferret.

He's a plant dad too. But he mostly has cacti bcs they're easier to keep.

He makes the best french toast ever. the rest he needs help desperately.

Nothing beats waking up in the morning and smelling the scent of french toast your lovely boyfriend is preparing while wearing your apron. 

You always have breakfast together.

on the weekends you guys chill together drinking tea and reading books. Either each one has a book or you’re reading to each other. All while lounging together on the sofa.

I don’t wanna be too cliche or obvious but Xie Lian would be those people that know about ancient civilization battle tactics.

It’s very nice to see him talking about something he loves so much tbh. 

He definitely has played last of us and assassins creed. He loves those types of games.

He definitely uses 3 in one shampoo

NSFW hc:

So I’m an avid dom xl advocate

So there’s that

I do hc that he enjoys being tied up though, that sense deprivation kink if you know what I mean  :)

He is a gentler dom though. I feel like’s the type to focus only on your pleasure before his own.

Although he looses it when you give him a blowjob. 

When your sweet doe eyes look at him he needs to control himself or else you’ll have him cum early on.

With you though he’ll eat your pussy like a staved man istg

He’s a bit messy though. In the start he’s very nervous and excited (especially when he hears your sweet sweet moans calling out to him) 

But then he strats getting into the groove. Your grip and tugs on his hair urging him on.

He lowkey wants you to sit on his face. He doesn’t matter if his jaw goes partially numb he wants to taste all of you.

He is a huuge groper. He grabs on as much as he can get, he’ll grab your soft belly, your hips, your tits you name it.

Seeing you jiggle while he’s pleasuring you and looking at your fucked out face turns him on even more.

He always makes sure he has protection. 

He doesn’t have much experience, but to compensate, he is a fast learner so the first time you guys sleep together it was more of him discovering your body and finding the most pleasurable ways to worship it and make you feel good.

Best aftercare ever. He brings you water and even some snacks if you ask for it.

And as always lots and lots of cuddles <3

His feet are super cold though 

[hrexach]

Good Bye, Groper

This is what bothers me!! Yet, that’s the way it is!! .. “Democrats now have to be altar boys and Girl Scouts. But if you’re a Republican, a member of the Family Values Party, you can be a sexual assaulter, harasser, predator, rapist, crotch sniffer, leg humper and drag your butt on the carpet and still get away with it.”

[bloghrexach]

Good Bye, Groper

This is what bothers me!! Yet, that’s the way it is!! .. “Democrats now have to be altar boys and Girl Scouts. But if you’re a Republican, a member of the Family Values Party, you can be a sexual assaulter, harasser, predator, rapist, crotch sniffer, leg humper and drag your butt on the carpet and still get away with it.”

[mizmercer]

Some thoughts on the election...

I haven’t written much since the immediate aftermath of the election. At the time I wrote my own “blame” piece. Since then folks have pointed fingers at various groups. At a certain point it really ceases to be productive. Let’s look at some of these...

 millennials and third party voters. Really? Let’s look at those young voters again:

Maybe they didn’t vote for Clinton as much as they had, or as much as they could, but THAT was not where the problem was.

Let’s talk about groups that did go for Trump. Groups that really should not have. Suburban married women or white women. Some moaning and groaning about minorities not showing up in Obama-like numbers, but so the heck what? They showed up enough, and they voted Democratic. White women, I’d call you my sisters, but my sister and I didn’t vote that way, and really I cannot see why you did. Now, this group did favor Romney over Obama, so not a big surprise, but voting for a serial groper and misogynist? Really, you need some standards.

Another group that has had a lot of fingers pointed at it are the pollsters, or more specifically, polling aggregators, like Nate Silver at 538. I followed 538 closely during the election, and he actually did count Trump’s odds as better than most, and not impossible. Also, the shift to Trump in polling happened in the final weeks. Here is one if you want to read that. I don’t find it very enlightening.

Couple of thoughts, the election shifted late and coincided with the Comey letter (but I don’t think this was about one thing). Next, there was a lot of talk of Clinton having a landslide, have a lock, etc. 

I’m wondering if that perception led some voters to feel more comfortable voting for Trump. In other words having highly accurate polling data led folks to take a chance on not voting, third party voting, or voting for Trump. Polls are not static things. They move around a lot. I think more and more they are not just reflecting elections, buy in some ways influencing them. I wonder if election is an example of that.

Finally, my concerns going into the primary season, through the election, and afterwards are about the health of the party as an organization. This piece on Vox by political scientist Theda Skocpol seems suitably analytical. I don’t agree with her points about structural changes being pie-in-the-sky. There is a lot we have in U.S. politics that is kept because “change is difficult” and that’s stupid. Also her example of the progressive era is poor, since MANY structural changes that we still have to this day that are good came out of that. I say this after saying “bye-bye” to a lousy mayor, who was constantly trying to overturn city charter provisions limiting the power of the mayor unsuccessfully (google “Deadspin and Kevin Johnson” for more on that). THAT was a progressive era reform, and it kept him from playing ducks and drakes any more than he managed, so bless you Hiram Johnson!

[greenday924-blog1]

They came around the front of the van.It was Billie.Real Billie.A black leather jacket,ripped denim skinny jeans,laced up boots,a grey tshirt.His hair was a mess but boy it was beautiful.He walked up to me and extended his hand to help me up.I stood up and we walked towards the van.He opened the passenger side door for me. "Thank you." He just smiled.The bus driver Billie looked nothing like Billie does.In the morning he'd be in sweatpants and a sweatshirt and coming back in the after noon with jeans and a jacket.The real Billie is a total badass. He hopped up into the driver's seat and we took off. "So what's up with the dark mysterious van?" "It's usually for when we play Gilman.We'll load up the stuff in the back and be on our way,but when people see the van they know who I am and I get good parking." "Nice.Anything back there now?" "Not yet." I looked at him a little confused.He just gave me a wink.I started to blush.That's when my questions came running back. Am I just a fuck-buddy? Are we even something at least? I stopped thinking about us and started to think about him. What does he think I am to him? A friend?A girl he gets to see in his spare time? "Do you like the flowers I sent you?" "They're absolutely beautiful.I love them." "You're welcome.I was gonna give them to you when I picked you up but I didn't want your mom to see me." "She's not home at all this weekend until mid Monday morning.She had to do overtime." "Does your mom know about me?" "No.All she knows is you pick me up and drop me off.She didn't even know your name till I told her." "Well that's fine.I mean you're 18.She really can't stop you from doing anything.You can even move out if you wanted." "I wanted to move out after this year but...I'm all she has." "Everything will workout one way or another." "I hope." We pulled into the back parking lot.He got out and ran"to my side to open the door. "Thank you." He closed the door and made sure he locked the doors.He held my hand as we walked to the back door.He knocked on the door.It opened and large bald man was standing in the way. "Billie!Come right on in." "Thanks Hal." He led the way through the back hallways and bunch of people. He was still holding my hand,like I was his little girl. He came to another door and opened it.We slipped right in and we were right up infront.All of a sudden the band came out and started playing but Billie was nowhere to be seen.I looked around,trying to see through the crowd.The door next to me opened again. "I got these back there but there's a bar up by the front.I figured this way it would just be easier." It was Billie and he handed me a beer. "You scared the shit outta me.I didn't know where you went." "I won't be going anywhere else unless you want more to drink." "Just 1 or 2 will be enough for me." The band that was playing was awesome.Sweat and beer flew around in the crowd.They played for a good hour and a half.By then I had another beer and Billie was standing there right next to me just watching me smile.He completely ignored everything else that was going on all he cared about was me,having a good time,being happy and smiling.After the last song we headed out through the front.We got there and he stopped and bought me one of the bands tshirts. "You didn't have to buy me anything babe." "I wanted to.You looked like you really enjoyed yourself tonight." I gave him a kiss and we headed out the front door.We started to walk through the crowd. Then it happened. "Nice ass baby!" was followed by a thwack on my ass. We both turned around simultaneously.Billie was pissed. Billie punched the groper in the face and he went down like a tree. "Fucking touch my girl again and then see what happens,scumbag." It all happened within 15 seconds.I was speechless.I couldn't grasp what exactly just happened.I didn't even notice that we had already made it to the car. "Are you alright?" "Hmm?Yeah I'm fine.That was just...crazy.Are you ok?" "I'm fine.It's you I'm worried about." "Yeah.I'm ok." It was silent.The only sound was the car running. "Thank you." "For what?" "For protecting me...I had a flashback when it happened." "Are you alright?" "I was alright but I was just...scared." We were driving back home.He turned onto my street but just kept going and went right past my house.I didn't say anything.I did wonder where we were going. "Where we going?" "I'd thought you'd like to get something to eat.Maybe see my place to if you want." "Sure but I ate earlier.I had pizza." "Seriously?" "What?" "I was gonna get us a pizza.My best friend Mike owns the place." "I knew it was you!" "What do you mean?" "Well earlier I saw his ad in the paper for help and now I'm hired.He's a really nice guy.Anyways I saw the bus parked in the parking lot there." "Yeah.We've been friends for a long time.He's the bassist in my band.He also "rents" out the upstairs.But he never asked or told me about payments.He lives on the 2nd floor.I'm on the 3rd." "I guess it really is a small world." We pulled into the parking lot and headed up the stairs on the side of the building.Billie fumbled with his keys getting the right one for the door.He opened it up flicked on the light to the left.I walked in and saw guitars,posters,vinyls.It was like walking into a rock world. "This place is fit for a rock star." I mumbled under my breath. I just walked slowly around,gazing at all of the memorabilia.The Clash,Sex Pistols,The Who,Ramones,The Replacements and so many more iconic bands were stuck up on his walls. "You hungry?I can have Mike get us a pizza on the house." It was almost 9:30 and I ate at like 3 or 4.My stomach rumbled. "Uh...a little bit." He took out his phone and dialed the number. "Hey.Could we get a pizza up here Mike?...How much would it-...oh alright then thanks Mike.Alright...yup...yup...bye." "What kind did you get?" "Half pepperoni,half cheese." "Yum." I sat down on his black leather couch. "So what would you like to do?" "Hmm..." I looked around and saw a guitar close by.I grabbed it and started playing the first song that came to my head. "Another turning point a fork stuck in the road.Time grabs you by the wrist directs you where to go,so make the best of this test known as life.It's not a question but a lesson learned in time.It's something unpredictable but in the end is right,I hope you had the time of your life."