The first time Sam looked at me, I tought he was like these boys, who only look at my outward appearance. So when we started talking I begun to make fun of him. But then it happend something, that was new to me. He finished our conversation, instead he wanted to go and talk to his mum. I found this idea silly, but then he said why he wanted to do that, because I treated him bad. Okay maybe he was right, but he treated me like all the ohter boys have already done. So I did what I always do. In the few minutes when I sat alone on the sofa, I tought of Sam. He was maybe not like the other guys. I decided to give him a second chance. After some minutes of talking we arranged that we would go to the cinema the next day. When Sam and his mum were gone I remembered that he hasn't got my mobile phone number. So I ran after Sam. The next day I waited that he call me, so I was happy when he did. Actually we wanted to go the cinema but then we ended up in a restaurant. I said him that I wanted to become a model, but later I felt stupid about that. Then we went to my house. And we talked about having sex but later I realized that he didn't want to have sex. He was ready to go but the I begun to cry, because I felt stupid and ridiculous about this conversation of modeling. He stayed and pulled his arms around me. He wanted to console me. And so it happened, that we had sex.
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