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Claire lazily opened her eyes. A few moments later she remembered where she was – curled up in Scott’s bed. Last night she had given her virginity to him, and it had been perfect. Afterwards they had simply curled up together and watched a silly rom-com, laughing at all the same parts. She had slept soundly in his arms, amazed at how soft Scott was deep down inside, beneath his ‘bad boy’ facade. After a while she sat up and stretched, then opened the window just a little. The breeze caressed her skin as she smiled at the sound of far away bird song. The sun was peeking out from behind a cloud – a lovely surprise for an autumn day! The scene outside was as pretty as a picture, the streets paved with a rainbow of crunchy leaves. It was only 10am, but Claire somehow felt that today would be special. “Hey you!” Scott’s deep voice brought her back to reality. “I know I said it last night, but that nighty is gorgeous…” He tilted his head to one side, cheekily catching a glimpse of her pert little ass. “Fancy some Escort Küçükyalı breakfast?” Claire perched onto the bed, still blushing from his compliment. “Well, I am a bit peckish…” She expected Scott to say something like; ‘fancy a shag instead of toast?’, but she was pleasantly corrected. He got up, morning glory ablaze inside his sleep-shorts, and made his way to the door. “Feel free to use the bathroom, I’ll use the one downstairs while I fix the grub.” He called, “Oh, & Claire? Don’t you dare get changed yet!” A moment passed, Claire still sat on the bed confused. ‘Wow! Breakfast in bed?!’ Such a nice gesture. She went into the bathroom and freshened up, impressed that her hair still looked good. She was back snuggled under the duvet when Scott returned about five minutes later carrying a tray. “Gosh… You didn’t have to go to that much trouble!” She gushed. The tray was placed before her, lain with toast, cereal and some fresh fruit. “Tea or coffee?” Scott motioned, Kartal escort whilst passing her a fresh orange juice too. “Erm… Tea please. Milk, no sugar.” She picked up some toast and began to munch, still in shock. “I should have guessed. You’re sweet enough already!” He handed her the mug, sitting down next to her and picked up a handful of strawberries. “Is everything alright? I wasn’t sure what you’d want, so I brought a mixture.” His eyes grazed her body lazily. “Anyway, you’ll need all your strength for today!” For the second time that morning, Claire thought he was referring to sex. Again, she was wrong. An hour later she found herself wondering through the local park hand in hand with 5”10 of pure hunk. She’d never seen this side of him before – never even imagined it existed. Surprised just didn’t seem to cover it. Claire’s mind thought back to the first time she visited his house. She remembered not being sure if he was being honest when he said that she would Suadiye escort bayan be different – not like all the other girls. Now she was starting to believe that he had really meant it. She took a quick glance up at him, his hair shining in the sunlight. Scott looked so content and at home surrounded by the trees. A happy sigh escaped her lips. “You know, I can’t remember the last time I felt this peaceful!” Scott had stopped walking, wrapping her up in his arms. “I know it’s not been long, but you really make me happy.” He was blushing – actually blushing! Claire’s heart was pounding in her chest. “I totally agree… I think we have something special.” Now it was her turn to blush. She felt a soft hand on the back of her neck, as Scott pulled her into the sweetest kiss that she had ever experienced. The butterflies were fluttering in her stomach again. Together, they enjoyed the crisp autumn weather. The couple wondered through the twee shops in the middle of the town. They stopped at a cafe and drank steaming mugs of coffee and hot chocolate with lashings of whipped cream. They bought some chips from the local chippy and shared them sat on a bench overlooking the lake. When Claire got a little chilly, she felt Scott wrap his football team hoody around her shoulders before she could even complain.

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