Nevaeh 15 — Marcel Duriez

(Explicit sex, reading + 17) I, understand, yet not so- her words make more sense than mine- I questioned this... He's not the man for me. I can live with this. It's only when I'm in bed, that I try to sleep, that I allow my thoughts to drift off some- yet all the voices run through me- never hushing up. Never slowing- never stopping, for me to have a moment- in time to think alone. A world that all books are not allowed to be read, so they are burnt… and a forbidden love airfare with the CEO.