09-27-2006, 10:56 PM
Ranamon growled a little, remembering.
"She was this little slut of a Renamon who was always flirting with him. He was a real shy boy back then, so it took him awhile to build up the courage to ask her out," she began.
"She accepted and they started dating, but she seemed obsessed with always having sex with him. She always told him she was showing her love for him, but he told me she never seemed to do anything to make him feel good; it was always about her getting off. One day, he went looking for her to talk to her about it, and he found her fucking some Agumon. He also found out she had been sleeping around," she growled, clenching her fist.
"He was heartbroken when he saw her; when he and I were friends, we talked about sex a lot and he said he saw it a symbol of love, not as a way to have fun. The revelation that his first had only seen him as a way to get off nearly drove him to suicide," she said, tears starting to form in her eyes.
"I had always had a thing for him back when we were friends, and it wasn't until after he broke up with her that I realized I loved him, I truly loved him. It took awhile for him to get over his first girl, but eventually I convinced him that I wasn't like her, that I loved him for who he was, not for his looks or the size of his manhood. And now we're a couple." she said, smiling at her mate. She leaned down and gave him a kiss on the lips, murring.
"She was this little slut of a Renamon who was always flirting with him. He was a real shy boy back then, so it took him awhile to build up the courage to ask her out," she began.
"She accepted and they started dating, but she seemed obsessed with always having sex with him. She always told him she was showing her love for him, but he told me she never seemed to do anything to make him feel good; it was always about her getting off. One day, he went looking for her to talk to her about it, and he found her fucking some Agumon. He also found out she had been sleeping around," she growled, clenching her fist.
"He was heartbroken when he saw her; when he and I were friends, we talked about sex a lot and he said he saw it a symbol of love, not as a way to have fun. The revelation that his first had only seen him as a way to get off nearly drove him to suicide," she said, tears starting to form in her eyes.
"I had always had a thing for him back when we were friends, and it wasn't until after he broke up with her that I realized I loved him, I truly loved him. It took awhile for him to get over his first girl, but eventually I convinced him that I wasn't like her, that I loved him for who he was, not for his looks or the size of his manhood. And now we're a couple." she said, smiling at her mate. She leaned down and gave him a kiss on the lips, murring.