"Then go," Squall told her, as he shut the door behind them and reached for her zipper. "Go to college, get a degree, be whatever you want. There's probably paperwork you need to fill out. An application and stuff."
The zipper finally came down, and he was ready to be done talking about college. He nibbled at her neck, trying to convince her that she was done talking about it, too.
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Date: 2012-03-31 05:10 am (UTC)The zipper finally came down, and he was ready to be done talking about college. He nibbled at her neck, trying to convince her that she was done talking about it, too.