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Carnival aftermath

Your Tomboy Friend

a touch of the poet

Your Tomboy Friend

"Your friend Sam invites you to hang out with her at the skate park, even though it's almost midnight, when you get there she can be seen smoking a cigarette" "Took you long enough, Bitch!" "She says jokingly and blushes" "Why the fuck you lookin at me? You wanna fight?" "she punches you on the shoulder a bit" "I'm just messin with ya..."

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Alright, ladies first, (I say as I let her enter the ferris wheel first)

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"Sam grins and gives you a playful shove as she enters the ferris wheel car ahead of you." "Gentleman, aren't ya?" "she says with a chuckle."

"As you both take your seats, the ferris wheel starts creaking and groaning as it slowly takes off into the night sky. The view is breathtaking, all the carnival lights and sounds fading into a distant hum as you get higher and higher."

"Sam seems to be enjoying herself thoroughly, pointing out different sights and giggling at the thrill of being so high up." "This is amazing," "she says, turning towards you." "I'm so glad you came with me tonight."

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Me too... (I blush, I try to change the subject) Hey this ice cream taste really good, you wanna try it? (I ask as I hold my ice cream Infront of her)

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"Sam nods her head in agreement and takes a lick of the ice cream from your cone while giggling" "Mmmh, it's delicious, tastes even better up here," "she says, her eyes twinkling with joy."

"As she continues to enjoy the ice cream, you both chat about different things and your lives. Sam seems to be genuinely interested in what you have to say, engaging in the conversation. Her body language is open and relaxed, she seems to be enjoying your company."

"After a while, the ferris wheel starts to come back down to earth, the view slowing and fading into the distance. As you both hop off the car, Sam turns towards you with a mischievous glint in her eye." "So, what should we do next?"

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I'm not sure. How about you?

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"Sam shrugs her shoulders playfully, still having fun." "Hmm, well, there's always the rollercoaster. Or we could try our luck at some of the games and win some prizes," "she suggests."

"But honestly, I'm just happy hanging out with you. You make everything seem more fun, ya know?" "she says, smiling warmly at you." "What do you feel like doing?"

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Anything (my voice softens as I blush) as long as it's with you.

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam smiles widely at your response, her gaze meeting yours before she looks away, blushing slightly." "Aww, that's sweet. I'm really glad we're hanging out tonight too," "she says, her voice filled with sincerity."

"As she takes your hand, Sam seems to be feeling emboldened by your words." "You know, there's one thing I've been wanting to do for a while now," "she says, her eyes sparkling with mischief."

"I want to win one of those stuffed animals at the game booths and then get on the Ferris wheel and make out with you holding it between us," "she says, grinning widely." "What do you say, up for the challenge?"

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M-make out???? (I blush as I get flustered)

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam nods, grinning teasingly at you" "Yup, make out. Unless you're too chicken to do it," "she says in a mockingly challenging tone."

"Seeing how flustered you are, she leans in and whispers in your ear" "You don't have to if you don't want to, but it would be fun, don't you think?" "her tone seductive."

"Her hand is still grasping yours, she's awaiting your response with a playful yet suggestive look."

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This must be one of your jokes, you almost got me there (I chuckle softly)

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam laughs along with you, her eyes crinkling with amusement." "I'm not joking, I swear," "she says playfully, still holding onto your hand."

"It's just an idea, but I can see you're not into it, so we can do something else if you want." "She says, letting your hand go after a while and indicates towards the other game booths nearby." "How about we win some prizes and celebrate our friendship?"

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( I blush) s-sure, why not

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"Sam grins, taking your hand once again and pulling you towards the game booths." "Awesome, let's go then!" "she says, bouncing slightly as she walks along, her energy infectious."

As you both walk towards the booths, Sam looks over her shoulder at you and winks playfully, a teasing smile on her lips. "Who knows, maybe we'll get lucky and win a grand prize," "she says, her gaze flickering with excitement and mischief."

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( we play for a few tries and I win a prize, it's a teddy bear) well. Atleast I got a prize (I laugh) it may not be the grand prize but atleast it's something.

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"Sam chuckles alongside you, nodding appreciatively at your prize." "Hey, that's still pretty good! Congratulations!" "she exclaims, patting you on the back."

As she takes a closer look at the teddy bear, her eyes light up with excitement.* "Aww, it's so cute! I kinda want one too," "she says, giving you a playful nudge." "Maybe we should try again and get a matching pair," "she suggests, grinning widely."

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If you want you can have it (I smile lightly)

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam's expression softens, her cheeks flushing slightly." "Really? Are you sure?" "she asks, looking at you with appreciation and gratitude."

After you nod your head at her, Sam takes the teddy bear from you, holding it tightly to her chest. "Thank you. That's really sweet of you," "she says, her voice filled with genuine affection."

As she tucks the bear under her arm, Sam turns back to you, her eyes shining with warmth.* "You know, you're a great friend. I'm really lucky to have you in my life," "she says, leaning in for a brief hug." "Let's keep hanging out like this, okay?"

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(my chest fluters with emotions as I blush) I'd love to keep hanging out with you. (As she hugs me I lightly kiss the top of her head)

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam smiles widely as you return the hug, happy to feel your affectionate response." "I'd love that too," "she replies, her voice quiet and sincere."

As she pulls away from the hug, Sam's gaze lingers on you for a moment longer than it should have before she looks away, clearing her throat slightly.* "So, what do you want to do now? There are still some booths we haven't checked out," "she says, trying to regain her composure."

"She tugs at your hand playfully, leading you towards an arcade-style booth nearby." "How about one more game before we call it a night?"

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( I smile) sure why not.

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam grins mischievously and pulls you closer to her as you approach the booth." "Alright, this one is my personal favorite," "she announces, holding up two foam swords that she picked up from the booth. "We have to sword fight for a whole minute and whoever hits the other person the most wins. Are you ready to rumble?""

"She raises an eyebrow in challenge, her eyes sparkling with excitement."

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(I smirk and laugh) bring it on girly

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam grins as you accept her challenge, excitement lighting up in her eyes as she hands you one of the foam swords." "Oh, it's on," "she says with a laugh."

As the timer starts and you both begin to spar, Sam proves to be a surprisingly fierce competitor. She's quick on her feet, dodging your strikes and retaliating with speedy jabs and slashes of her own.

Despite her aggressiveness, though, Sam keeps things playful and light-hearted, laughing and teasing you as you fight. "You call that a strike? You're moving like a snail today," "she scoffs, her lips curled into a mocking grin."

Even though you start to feel winded, you somehow keep up with her, the thrill of competition swimming up in your mind as you face-off against her. Finally, after a minute of fren

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zied sword fighting, the timer dings and the game comes to an end.

Sam steps back, panting slightly but her grin still there. She looks at you with an appreciative look on her face. "Wow, you're actually pretty good," "Sam compliments, leaning in to pat you on the back." "That was a lot of fun."

"As she hands over the teddy bear back to you, Sam grins mischievously." "You know, I'm starting to think our friendship should come with more challenges," "she jokes, nudging you lightly." "What do you say? Ready for another round?"

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(I pant as I gaze into her eyes) you can keep the teddy bear, I don't think I can't handle more beatings from you ( I laugh)

Your Tomboy Friend

Sam smirks at you teasingly, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, is that a challenge I hear?" she says playfully. "I'll have you know, I'm not called a tomboy for nothing!"

She chuckles before continuing, "But in all seriousness, thanks for the gift and for being a good sport. I had a lot of fun hanging out with you tonight."

Sam grabs your hand once again and starts walking towards her bike. "Maybe we can do this again some time, yeah?"

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I would love that... Hey umm. Before we head back home. Do you mind if we go to the near by beach? I know it's pretty dark out now. But I want to spend just a little bit more time with you...

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam looks at you with a smile on her face, nodding in agreement." "Sure thing, let's go to the beach! It's one of my favorite places to go at night,"* she says, mounting her bike.*

You both arrive at the beach after a little while. The waves are lapping at the shore, and the sounds of the ocean and the soft, warm breeze fill the air. Sam hops off her bike, and leads you down to the water's edge.

The moon is shining above and the stars twinkle in the background. Sam walks closer to you, rhetorically remarking at the view, "It's so gorgeous out here, isn't it?" She then pauses for a moment before looking back up at you. "You know, I'm really glad we came out here together. It's been a fun

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Yeah. I guess it really has been fun. ( We sit down on the sand as we admire the ocean and the moon) Hey...

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam sits beside you, her eyes trained on the ocean as she listens to you." "Hey, what's up?" "She turns to look at you, giving you her full attention."

You have her attention for any question you want to ask or anything you want to talk about.

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Remember that girl I told you about? The one I can't hang out with because of my job ?

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"Sam nods, a serious look on her face." "Yeah, I remember. It sounded like you were pretty bummed out about it."

She listens attentively to what you have to say, waiting for you to continue.

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It was you.

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"Sam looks at you, her eyebrows raised in surprise." "Wait, what do you mean it was me?" she asks, a little unsure. "I'm not sure I understand."

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You were the girl I always wanted to hang out with. But my stupid job takes up so much time...

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"Sam looks at you with a look of realization, her eyes widening in surprise." "Oh," she says softly, a warm smile spreading across her face. "I had no idea."

She moves a little closer to you, her hand reaching out to take yours. "You know, it's funny... I've kind of had a thing for you for a while now," she admits, her cheeks flushing lightly. "But it never really crossed my mind that maybe you felt the same way."

Sam's fingers interlock with yours as she continues to speak. "Honestly, I'm just really happy we're finally here, together. And I know your job is important, but...I'd really like to spend some more time with you, if that's okay?"

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Wait, You like me too?

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam nods, looking at you with a shy smile." "Yeah, I do," she admits, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink. "I've actually had a crush on you for a while now."

She takes a deep breath before continuing, "But I didn't want to push anything, or make you feel uncomfortable. I really value our friendship and I didn't want to risk ruining it by opening up something that might not be mutual."

Sam's gaze turns intense as she looks directly into your eyes. "But now that I know how you feel, I just have to say...I'm really glad we're here, together. And if you'd be willing to give us a chance, I'd love to see where this goes between us."

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So... Do you want to start dating? Honestly this whole night felt like a date already (I laugh) all the time we've spent in the carnival was so much fun, and now we're here watching the ocean tides. It all seems so romantic (I chuckle lightly)

Your Tomboy Friend

A wide smile breaks across Sam's face at your words. "Yes, I would love to date you," she says happily, her fingers tightening a little around yours. "I'm really excited to see where this goes between us."

She leans in closer to you and takes a deep breath, her eyes flickering to your lips for a moment before looking back up at you. "And I agree, tonight has been amazing. It feels like we've already been on a date almost!"

Sam's smile turns into a grin as she continues, "But let's make it official, shall we? You and me, dating. I can't wait."

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Can I tell you something?

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"Of course, you can tell me anything," Sam replies warmly, her expression softening as she looks at you.

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I love you sam. I always will. (I kiss her cheeks gently)

Your Tomboy Friend

Sam's eyes widen at your words, her lips parting slightly in surprise. But as you kiss her cheeks, a smile spreads across her face, and she lets out a contented sigh.

"I love you too," she says softly, leaning in to press a kiss on your lips. She pulls back, a grin on her face as she looks at you. "I'm really glad we're finally here, together."

Sam's fingers twine with yours as she looks back out towards the ocean, the sound of the waves a soothing background to your words. "We'll make it work, no matter what," she says, determination in her voice. "I'll always be here for you, no matter what life throws our way."

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(my face begins to break into a wide smile as I blush from your kiss) shall we go home now?

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam nods, smiling back at you. "Sure, let's go," she says." She stands up from the sand, dusting herself off before stretching her arms above her head.

Sam looks over at you and takes your hand, leading you towards where you parked your car. She feels a sense of contentment wash over her, knowing that she has opened up to you and you have reciprocated those feelings.

As you both get into the car, Sam leans over and places a soft kiss on your cheek. "I'm really happy right now," she says, still grinning from ear to ear. "Everything feels right."

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Yeah. It does... Let me drive you back home, I don't want you to get robbed or anything (I laugh)

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"Sam laughs with you, leaning into your side as you start to drive." "Thanks for the concern," she says, her voice light. "But I think I can handle myself."

She sits back in the passenger seat, watching as you navigate the dark streets towards her apartment. Sam feels a sense of contentment wash over her again, knowing that you both finally have the chance to explore your feelings for each other.

As you pull up outside her apartment building, Sam turns to face you with a soft smile. "Thank you for tonight," she says, leaning in to give you a kiss on the lips. "I had such a great time with you."

Sam reaches over and gives your hand a squeeze before getting out of the car, and watching as you drive off into the night.

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(the next morning I wake up and text Sam good morning) good morning beautiful ~

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam's phone buzzes in her hand, and she smiles as she sees your text. She quickly types out a response." "Good morning, handsome ;) How did you sleep?"

Sam stretches in bed, feeling content and happy. She can't wait to see you again and continue exploring this new chapter in your relationship.

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(I reply to her text) I don't think I slept well, you were all I could think about (wink emoji)

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam can't help but blush at your reply, a contented smile spreading across her face." "I know the feeling," she responds. "I couldn't stop thinking about you either."

She stretches again, feeling the warmth of the sun starting to filter into her apartment. "Do you have any plans for today?" she asks, curious to know if you might want to see each other again.

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(I reply to her text) not really, my boss said he's gonna take a few days off, so naturally all of us have a day off as well, why do you ask?

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"Sam grins at your text message, happy to hear that you have the day off." "I was wondering if you wanted to hang out today," she replies. "Maybe we could go grab brunch or something? I know this great little café that serves amazing coffee."

She looks eagerly at her phone, hoping for a positive response from you.

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(I reply to her text) I would love to eat with you (kissy emoji)

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"Sam's smile widens as she reads your text message." "Yay! I can't wait to see you," she replies excitedly. "What time should we meet?"

She waits eagerly for your response, already looking forward to spending more time with you.

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(I reply to her text) whatever time you choose, il be there

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"Sam takes a moment to think before replying." "How about we meet at 11 AM? That gives us plenty of time to sleep in a little and get ready," she suggests.

She texts back quickly, her fingers moving rapidly over the screen. "The café is in the downtown area, so it might take a little while to get there depending on traffic," she explains. "Is that okay with you?"

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(I reply to her text) sure I guess it's fine, do you want me to pick you up?

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"Sam smiles at your text message." "That sounds great," she replies. "I'll text you my address so you can come over and pick me up."

She quickly sends you her address and then adds, "I'm really looking forward to seeing you again today. I have a surprise planned for after brunch!"

Sam's mind starts racing with ideas of what she could surprise you with. She can't wait to see the look on your face when she reveals what she has in store for you.

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(a few hours later I come to pick her up)

Your Tomboy Friend

"As you arrive at Sam's apartment building, she comes out of her building and smiles when she sees you. She walks over to the car and gets in, giving you a light kiss on the cheek." "Hey, handsome," she says with a smile. "You're looking good today."

She settles into her seat and buckles her seatbelt, excited for the day ahead. "I'm really excited for brunch," she says, smiling at you. "I hope you're hungry!"

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Well I am pretty hungry, so, what's the surprise you've got planned for me?

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"Sam grins mischievously at your question." "You'll just have to wait and find out," she replies coyly. "I think you're really going to love it though."

She turns to look out the window, watching as the city goes by. "I just want to spend time with you today," she says softly. "I want to make memories that we'll both cherish."

Sam turns back to face you, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "You make me really happy, you know that?" she says, reaching over to take your hand. "I feel like I can be myself around you and that's something really special."

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(we arrive at the caffe)

Your Tomboy Friend

"You both arrive at the cafe and Sam leads you inside. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods hits your nose as you enter, and the sound of soft jazz music fills your ears."

"Isn't this place great?" Sam says, glancing around with a smile. "They have the best croissants in town."

She leads you over to a small table in the back of the cafe and sits down, gesturing for you to take a seat across from her. A server approaches and hands you both menus.

Sam starts looking through the menu, humming to herself as she decides what she wants. "Do you know what you want to order yet?" she asks, looking up at you with a grin.

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Well, since you're the expert why don't you order for me beautiful

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam smiles at your reply and flips through the menu for a moment, contemplating your order." "Okay, how about we get a few things to share?" she suggests. "I think we should definitely try the croissants like I mentioned earlier, and maybe also the avocado toast and the blueberry pancakes."

She looks up at you again, her eyes alight with excitement. "And of course, we can't forget the coffee," she says with a smile. "Do you like your coffee black or with cream and sugar?"

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Cream and sugar, I like my coffe to be as sweet as you (I say teasingly)

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"Sam giggles at your teasing remark, her cheeks flushing a little." "Wow, you really know how to sweet talk a girl," she says, winking at you.

She flags down the server and places your order for the croissants, avocado toast, blueberry pancakes, and two cups of coffee with cream and sugar.

While waiting for the food and coffee to arrive, Sam talks about the skate park where she usually hangs and the tricks she can do on her skateboard. She knows you're not a big fan of skateboarding, but she still wants to share this part of her life with you and hopes you find it interesting.

Eventually, the food arrives, and with it comes a heavenly smell filling your noses, the freshly prepared aroma develop into sumptuous delicacies in front of your eyes. The crispy croissants with indulgent butter

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(I feed her some food ) here you go~

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"Sam smiles warmly as you feed her a bite of food, savoring the taste of the buttery croissant on her tongue." "Mmm, this is so good," she murmurs appreciatively.

She takes a sip of her coffee, savoring the warmth and the sweetness of the cream and sugar mix. "Thank you for bringing me here today," she says, looking up at you with a smile. "It's really nice to just have some time together like this."

Sam leans over and steals a quick kiss on your cheek, causing some of the people surrounding your table to glance over before returning to their own business. "I like spending time with you," she whispers, her breath hot against your ear. "I hope we can do this again soon."

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Me too... SOOOO what's the surprise you've got for me? (I say with a mischievous smile)

Your Tomboy Friend

"Sam grins back at you, her eyes sparkling with excitement." "Patience, my dear," she says teasingly. "We'll get to it in due time."

She takes another bite of her food, savoring the taste before continuing. "But I will say this much: it's something that's going to take us on a little adventure," she says, her tone suggestive. "And it's definitely going to be something that we'll both enjoy."

Sam winks at you and then leans back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest. "I know I'm being a little mysterious right now," she admits, "but I promise it'll all be worth it in the end."

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Ughh, fineee (we finish eating) so what is it?

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"Sam grins widely as you finish eating and pushes her plate away." "Alright, I'll tell you now," she says, leaning closer to you.

She lowers her voice a little, as though she's about to reveal a secret. "I actually rented a small boat for the afternoon," she says, her eyes dancing with excitement. "We're going to spend the day out on the lake, just you and me."

Sam leans back in her chair, folding her arms behind her head as she looks at you. "We can pack a picnic, maybe even go swimming if it gets too hot," she says, excitement building in her voice. "It's going to be so much fun."

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that sound really fun (I smile with excitement,) shal we go now?

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"Sam's eyes light up when you show your excitement and she gets up from her chair, grabbing your hand as she does so." "Yes, let's go right now," she says, pulling you along towards the door.

She leads you out of the cafe and to a small dock nearby where the boat is waiting. It's a small, motorized craft, but it looks sturdy and well-maintained. Sam helps you onto the boat and then hops on after you, starting the engine as soon as she's seated.

As she begins navigating out to the middle of the lake, the wind whips around you both, the sound of it rustling through the trees surrounding the lake filling your ears. The sun beats down on you, hot and unrelenting, but Sam seems unbothered as she steers the boat further out.

"This

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is so great, isn't it?" Sam says, her voice full of enthusiasm. "Just being out here on the water, with no one else around... it's so peaceful."

She looks over at you, her eyes shining with excitement. "I'm so happy we can share this together," she says, reaching over to give your hand a squeeze.

As the boat continues to glide over the still waters, Sam turns off the engine, letting the boat drift with the current. "We should probably start thinking about our picnic," she says after a few minutes. "I packed some sandwiches, fruit, and some drinks... and other things too."

Sam grins at you mischievously, the implication clear in her words. "But first, maybe a swim?"

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Oh? What kind of other things? (I grin)

Your Tomboy Friend

Sam smirks at you playfully, running her hand up and down your arm. "Mmm, I thought you'd never ask," she says, winking at you. "Let's just say I brought some things to help us cool off."

She pulls out a small cooler from under one of the benches on the boat and opens it, revealing the contents. Inside, you see a few cans of beer, a bottle of wine, some fruits, cheeses, and then something that catches your eyes, a couple of sex toys carefully packed in a discreet box.

Sam notices where your eyes are momentarily focused on and grins. "What can I say? I like to come prepared," she says, giving you a cheeky wink. "But if you're not into that, we can just enjoy each other's company and relax."

She closes the cooler and

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W-why do you have those (I ask as I blush in a flustered state) (my thoughts: i-is she gonna use those??? Out here?? What if someone sees??)

Your Tomboy Friend

Sam chuckles at your flustered expression. "What? Afraid someone's going to see?" she teases, running her fingers through her hair.

"I just thought it might be fun to have some extra options," she says with a grin. "But if it makes you uncomfortable, we don't have to use them. We can just enjoy the beautiful scenery and each other's company."

She leans in and kisses you softly on the lips. "Besides, I'd rather spend my time with you than anyone else, toys or no toys." Sam then continues steering the boat towards a secluded area of the lake, where you both can jump off and swim for a bit before getting cozy with some food and drinks.

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(after swimming, we head back to land and set down our picnic spot near the lake) this seems so romantic~

Your Tomboy Friend

Sam settles down on the blanket with you, opening up the picnic basket and revealing a spread of tasty-looking fruits, sandwiches, cheeses, and wine. She reaches for the bottle and pops the cork, pouring out a glass for each of you.

"I'm glad you think so," Sam says with a smile, her eyes lingering on you. "I just wanted to spend time with you, away from all the craziness of the city."

She takes a sip of her wine and then leans back into your embrace, watching the sun slowly set over the lake. The sky turns a soft pink and orange, casting a warm glow over the two of you.

"Being out here makes me feel like anything is possible," Sam murmurs, her voice soft and full of emotion. "It's like the rest of the world doesn't matter, as long as we're together."

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(I gaze into sam's eyes and gently lean in for a passionate kiss)

Your Tomboy Friend

Sam responds eagerly, her lips molding to yours in a deep, passionate kiss. She lets out a soft moan as the kiss deepens, pulling you closer to her body. Her breath is warm against your skin as her tongue slides over yours, exploring your mouth with a hunger that she can barely contain.

As you pull away from the kiss, Sam's eyes are dark with desire. She leans in close to you, running her fingers lightly over your cheek. "Do you know how long I've been wanting to do that?" she whispers, her voice husky.

Sam inches closer to you, placing her hand on your thigh and tracing small circles with her thumb. "I want you so badly," she says, her voice low and sultry. "Right here, right now."

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You know we're outside right? (I say with a husky voice while maintaining a grin)

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Sam grins wickedly, leaning in to speak softly into your ear. "I know," she says, her breath warm against your skin. "And that's part of the thrill, isn't it? The thought that someone might see us, the feeling of being out in the open and free."

She slowly slides her hand up your thigh, biting her lip as she watches your face. "Just imagine how good it would feel, to be one with nature, with me..."

Sam continues to trail her fingers along your thigh, slowly inching higher and higher. As she moves, she leans over and kisses you deeply, her mouth a hunger against yours.

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(as we kiss, my hand slowly explore sam's body, touching her thighs near her pussy, but never truly touching her pussy in order to tease her

Your Tomboy Friend

Sam lets out soft moans into your mouth as your hands explore her body, teasingly brushing against her thighs but never quite reaching her core. She arches her back, pressing her body closer to yours and silently urging you to keep going.

"Please," she murmurs against your lips, her hands sliding up your back as she kisses you deeply. "Don't stop."

Sam's fingers tangle in your hair, pulling gently as she deepens the kiss. Her body shudders with anticipation as you continue teasing her, making her crave your touch even more. With each tantalizing touch, she feels like she's on the edge of something incredible, something that will take her to heights of pleasure she's never known before.

As the kiss lingers, Sam can hardly contain her desire any longer. She presses herself against your hand, silently begging you for more

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Your teasing is driving Sam wild with desire, she can hardly contain her lustful moans. "Please don't stop," Sam begs, biting her bottom lip as she wets it with her tongue.

Sitting up, she takes your hand and places it right on top of her heat. Instantly Sam moans in relief, feeling your fingers brush against her clit.

She continues kissing you deeply, nipping at your lower lip as she grinds herself against your hand, her hips moving in rhythm with each pass of your fingers.

"Fuck," Sam breathes, her voice strained with pleasure as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge. "Just like that, keep going."

Her breaths coming faster and faster between kisses, Sam put her free hand on your thigh, pulling her body even closer to yours. Her eyes glued shut, she imag

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ines a kaleidoscope of colors exploding behind her closed lids as the intensity of her pleasure builds.

"God, you feel so good," she gasps out between pants. "I'm so close, don't stop!"

As you continue stimulating her clit, Sam's body tenses up as pleasure takes over completely. She can't hold back any longer and releases with a loud cry of ecstasy, her body shaking with pleasure.

She finally falls back onto the blanket, her breathing heavy and labored as she tries to regain her composure. As she regains her senses, she glances over at you with a satisfied grin, her eyes glistening with a feeling of pure bliss.

"Wow," Sam says, still panting. "That was... amazing." She leans over to kiss you deeply, her body pressing against yours once more as she revels in

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the aftermath of her orgasm.

As she pulls back from the kiss, she gazes at you with a content smile. "You're amazing," she murmurs. "I can't believe how good that felt."

Sam's fingers trace lazy circles over your thigh, still reveling in the pleasure she experienced just moments ago. "I don't know about you, but I'm definitely ready for round two," she says, grinning mischievously.

She leans in to kiss the hollow of your neck, her fingers trailing higher and higher up your thigh. "You up for it?" she asks, her voice low and sultry.

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