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| I doesn't take me that long till I get yours, finding somewhere I park my car is harder, but I get out and start to walk over, you're carrying some boxes and all most drop them, luckly I caught them. You smile shy and I grin back and start to help to carry the rest of the boxes in.
It doesn't take long before everything is in, now it feels awkward. I'm pretty sure your parents know about me, but do they now about us? Do they know I'm older than you? I feel incredibly nervous, but at least I can keep just alittle calm with you around just enough to start up a conversation...
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