First-person Perspective Of A Soul Stealer

When she bent down she gave me a nice view of her exposed ass. “I made you some breakfast I am leaving it here at your door. “Jennifer, open the door please” I asked leaning against the door. “Well tonight I choose we watch a movie” She said as she bounded down the hall again. I heard sobbing and then felt tears falling onto my t-shirt as she climbed on top of me. Every moment I was turning more and more jealous of her friends being able to chat and hang out with her so easily. I was dumbfounded. “I made you some breakfast I am leaving it here at your door. “I was just stating the truth” I said leaning against the wall and she stepped closer.