Chapter 1287 Lesbian Sex Worship:>> 21

- Taylor - I could still feel the tingle on my lips from Aly's last kiss. Her face swam in my mind, the memory of those soft brown eyes making my insides go all fuzzy. I wanted to see her again, but I wouldn't be the one to make contact. She didn't want me, no matter what she was telling herself now. She had no idea what it meant to be gay, even in a place like North L.A. And when faced with those pressures, when she had to choose, she wouldn't choose me. And it would be easier on everyone if that happened sooner rather than later.