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If anyone wants to read my story in the proper order, without needing to skip between ancient Tumblr posts, you can find it here:

That day he came to my house (we didn’t live together then), and I was all dolled up in high heels and a mini skirt, waiting for him. He had been on a student excursion for a few days, and we were really excited.

As we sat down and start talking i was asking and teasing him about girls on that students meeting. He started kissing me and telling me that he doesn't look at any other girl then his goddess. He was kissing my neck, then slowly went down on chest, legs and knees... Then knelt down and looked up at my eyes and said something like "Please be my goddess, I will worship you every day" and went down to kiss my shoes.