I like the way she pets my hair. I am trying to tell if the memory makes me feel - ashamed, I think that's the word. Of how the memory makes me feel.
"But you liked me like this in your old body. You played at forcing this body, once. A wicked older man and the pretty young virgin." She's smiling, and I feel my face flush. That's what Jarmyn thought, with Alice. I wouldn't have done that, I wouldn't. Not to Alice. But this girl wasn't like Alice, not really, and it was just a game.
It's confusing. I shake my head a bit. I want to kiss her smile.
"But you always did seem to want me, whatever body I wore. I think Brant was your favourite."
That was the name. It echoes at the base of my skull. "Which was your favourite?"
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Date: 2011-11-06 08:19 pm (UTC)"But you liked me like this in your old body. You played at forcing this body, once. A wicked older man and the pretty young virgin." She's smiling, and I feel my face flush. That's what Jarmyn thought, with Alice. I wouldn't have done that, I wouldn't. Not to Alice. But this girl wasn't like Alice, not really, and it was just a game.
It's confusing. I shake my head a bit. I want to kiss her smile.
"But you always did seem to want me, whatever body I wore. I think Brant was your favourite."
That was the name. It echoes at the base of my skull. "Which was your favourite?"