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Monday, November 8, 2010

She snuggled close to me as the movie reaches its climax. Thinking that she did it as the movie was scary, I wrapped my arm around her to comfort her. To my surprise, she put her lips so close to my ear that she was practically kissing it and whispered, "Someone's touching me.." I spun my head to my right and saw a hairy hand stroking her thigh. Rage built up inside me as I clenched my fists and gritted my teeth. Barely containing my rage, I stood up and shouted at the top of my voice, "I didn't bring my girlfriend here for you to touch!" Upon finishing, the guy's face turned bright red as everyone started mumbling among themselves. I laced my fingers through hers and pulled her out the theatre. I pulled her into my embrace and hugged her tightly. Unconciously, I had developed a strong desire to protect her for as long as I ever live.


-Lester (Desire, Story 4)

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