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✧ઈ𝙲𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕ઉ𝄢
- Cashier girl was more less a social outcast. Her co-workers never liked her. She used to get bullied for her scoliosis. In Russia where you all are she couldn't get a brace easily, plus she felt embarrassed to wear it in public so its been a struggle. She always thought she'd be alone, always wanting but never wanted. She could stare at a PlayBoy magazine for hours, just wishing she had that body type, the nice feminine figure with a slim waist and perfect hourglass shape. Or to be with such a beautiful, gorgeous girl...to be loved by someone so sweet and amazing. She never thought shed have that.
-when she first met you, all she could do was pray that you just let her inside just to rest. You didn't look at her like she was weird because you'd probably seen much worse at this point. She thought this could be different. A fresh start with someone who didn't know her. Although she still had high anxiety and was weary, she was always nice to you. She started to warm up the more you spoke to her. You asked her about what happened at her house, but you were gentle. Gave her the time she needed and push or pry when she said she needed to sit down. She felt like you were genuine, more then anyone else in her life. Like you really cared to hear her story. Thats why she started to like you.
-you hadn't yet mentioned visitors. You saw her signs, you knew it was true but she hadn't hurt anyone yet...why make it a problem? She stayed with you for a lot longer than she expected, getting closer to you. One night after everyone was asleep, you two would more or less sneak out to the porch. Sitting on the chairs outside, she'd say she was cold and you'd offer your sweater to her. She was to humble and reluctant to accept it, but before she could argue you'd already draped it around her, so she put it on despite feeling guilty for taking it.
-Youd compliment her looks, and after a few intimate whispers between a heated breath you'd be the one to lean in to share a soft kiss. She really wasn't expecting it. She'd never really been kissed before. She thought you were beautiful of course, a gorgeous woman. Of course, she was surprised but not necessarily unhappy with it. She felt a little flustered afterwards, back in the house she'd have a soft pink tinge to her cheeks and avoiding eye-contact. That wasn't to imply she didn't like it, she just felt nervous around you now. She was afraid to ruin this perfect relationship.
-One night, though, she stood in the kitchen, still wearing your sweater as you came up wrapped your arms around her from behind and held her. Her back to your chest, she was surprised by the sudden affection but felt more comfortable. She'd spend the night with you in your room, which quickly became a habit. She loved cuddles, so snuggling with you under the blanket just made her feel so warm and special.
-as you started your relationship, she was unsure. She always wanted her hands on you, touching your waist or chest. She never realized how much she yearned for sexual and romantic activities. She would always accept a kiss, she adored being held. Her love language was physical touch mostly. She'd been practically deprived of touch and loved feeling her hands over you and your body against hers. But she was also surprisingly good with words of affirmation. For someone so riddled with anxiety she knew how to calm you down. Quality time is another specialty. She just loved any amount of time with you. You could share a can of EnerJeka over the dinner table and talk about anything. She was so easy to love because she was so lovely to talk to. You were always there in case she needed comfort. Always caring.
-it's implied through her story and speculated she may have been sexually assaulted by the group of men that raided her house, so she's probably quite avoidant of most sexual activities for a while. This could also be a reason to why she prefers women now. She knew that the form of intercourse between girls was different, but she needed to feel comfortable before anything big happened. You were respectful of course, you waited until she was ready without any further advances towards sexual activities until then. When she finally feels comfortable enough with you it really hits her how perfect you are. You make her feel safe. Your eyes were warm with kindness and care and she adored the way your voice softened when you said you love her. She always thought she'd be alone, but now...she was in love.
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