Me and Aaron had sex again last night. It wasn't supposed to happen, but it did. And I feel so guilty. Everytime it happens I'm so scared that I'm going to get pregnant. We were just fooling around in his room and no one was home. My favourite song came on so I was kinda giving him a lap dance... he said it felt so good that he wanted to repay me. He went down on me, it was amazing. He slowly made his way back up my body. I'm not even scared of being completly naked in front of him anymore, he says I'm beautiful, and I believe him. I took off his boxers and he put a condom on and went inside me. He went so deep in me that it was like we were one person, moving in a beautiful rythm. It was so unbelievably hot outside that I was all sweaty and so was he, our bodies smeared against eachother. It was beautiful. Then we layed there untill it was 11:30pm, my curfew. WE layed there and he kept rubbing my back and telling me he loved me. I love him to... it was so worht it. It wasn't till after I went home that I felt guilty. I'm going to stop doing it as often, just to be safe. We'll only do it on special occasions.

Oh Diary, I'll never love another as long as I live. I'll never have sex with anyone else. Aaron is my soul mate.

Allyson