Katie Kampenfelt Britt Robertson is an archetypal version of a Lolita — a seductive, attractive, dishonest, underage girl who desires nothing more than feeling wanted and loved. She takes gap-year before beginning college and with the advice from a concerned teacher, starts an anonymous blog that chronicles her thoughts, affairs and adventures. She cheats on her high school boyfriend Max Carver with a year-old college film teacher Justin Long who is in turn cheating on his girlfriend. After he moves away, Katie is left stranded, ignored, and car-less, unable to contact him of her own accord. Despite breaking up, he still occasionally contacts her whenever he feels lonely, and after having sex, says that he regrets it. He uses his adult status as a defense for ending the relationship, saying that she is immature and he has to be the grown up in this situation.
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Alex Complete. There's just one problem: Vicky is really prosecutor Alexandra Cabot. When Kate has to return back to New York, Alex has no choice but to play by the rules of the program and not contact Kate or else face the wrath of her handler. When the threat to her life is suddenly eliminated, Alex finally has the chance to return to her life in New York and the woman she loves, but after a year of virtual silence, will Kate be able to forgive her so that they can have the life they dreamed of? Someone who is finishing the job for the SVU detectives. But for what reason? And will Olivia be able to cope?
Add to favorites. I'm writing some again but mostly short stories. I've started writing long stories but can't seem to finish them.
Melody Rachel, a year-old performance artist from Auckland, wants to be Mark Wahlberg. Well, she did when she was little. Yes, these undies are a metaphor. Rachel is strong and golden, with a loosely bundled flaxen mane and unapologetic body hair. She is theatrical even sitting on my sofa with a cup of mystery coffee, its beans unearthed from an olive jar found at the back of my pantry Rachel needed caffeine desperately, and I am no coffee connoisseur.