Don’t go back to sleep my love, don’t go back when we have matters unsolved. Don’t go back when u know both our hearts bleed. Don’t go back I plead. These were the words sunk de-ep in my heart as my girlfriend Suzy dropped the phone on me. I persevere and call her one last time but she refuses to answer the phone. I feel a wind of sharp emotional pain b!ow against me it crystallizes into discontent and I feel grieve because at that moment she was dead to me, Her love killed from my heart but the memories I couldn’t erase for they were de-ep and they were lovely. I wondered how easy it could be for her to go back to sleep while am here restless, sleepless there was only one way to numb this pain. I picked up my phone and called the only person who un-derstand me in times like this my rebound girl. At first she doesn’t pick and when she does she begins to ton-gue lash me but on hearing the dead depressing tone of my voice she felt empathy and urged me to try and sleep and promised to see me the next day.
On her arrival the next day she begins to rebuke me saying I only remember her when am lonely and I explain to her that she is the one who un-derstands me calling her my heart healer and joy bringer in my shattered world. She tries [email protected] to hide a smile for my words plea-sed her and tickled her in places unreachable to the f!nger. I began to tell her how much I loved my girlfriend but she cuts me short telling me am ma-king her jealous so I go straight to the bitter issues stating the reason for the split up. She gives me a hvg and stokes my back and myl-ips found its place in hers. My Right hand sli-pped un-der her t©p and I felt the warmth of her skin. I get a head rush followed by an £r£¢tion. It couldn’t be helped I [email protected]£ vicious as I attem-pted to take off her t©p completely. She st©pped me and I paused for a while, I could see any reason to st©p so I went ahead she let me fondle her a little then she gets up and put on back her shi-t and accuses me of inviting her down just for S-x. Her statement killed the excitement. I didn’t reply immediately for my words must be choosing skillful. I walk close to her and I put my arms around her but she shoves them away. I take a step back and I explain to her that I care a lot about her and respect her as a friend but I can’t help the fact that I am inti-mately attracted to her adding that I always felt some sort of emotions toward her stressing this as the reason I kept my distance from her.
She moves closer put her arms around my n£¢k give me a peak looks in my eyes and suggest that we start a relationsh!psince we both claim to un-derstand each other and have feelings. I couldn’t explain what I felt for her but it wasn’t love, it was a weird attraction for the qualities I admired in her weren’t the qualities I expect in my ideal woman yet they attracted me to her. Everything about her is se-duc-tive. I didn’t reply I just k!$$£d her and she pu-lls backs telling me we shouldn’t do this because it would be unfair if I get back with my girlfriend after we have S-x.
Nothing else mattered to me at that moment but to feel the smoothness of her skin and the curves of her b©dy. I [email protected]£d her close and she puts up a little struggle but there was no intent in it. It was obvious we both longed for a feel of each other. I blessed her n£¢k with k!sses while my f!ngerstook rounds [email protected] her curves and [email protected]£ss!ngthe smoothness of her skin. I inhaled her pretty scent so pure and intoxicating and as soon as she let me in I felt relaxed from within. It was as if a miraculous being dropped numerous droplets on the ton-gue of my thirsty soul which was long lost in the desert. I didn’t want to st©p the look in her eyes was [email protected] in its rarest form and it engulfed me in whole and I was lost buried within its four walls and I thought to myself this is how a real woman should make you feel. She tells me she missed me and it sounds so true for it [email protected]£ out involuntary from herl-ips as she cli-maxed [email protected] ing in euphoria. There is a moment of silence and we remain locked together and I get caught up in a feeling of excitement, guilt and innocence the type experienced by teenager the moment the loose their vir-ginity………
My phone rings and it’s my Girlfriend I don’t want to pick but rebound girl urges me to. I pick up the phone and tell her off for even all the lovely memories of her put together are nothing but just past memories which lack the ability to counter this moment of bliss I just experienced. I hear tears in her voice I feel compelled to forgive but I don’t I end the call. My rebound girl bounces back into my arms gives me a long k!ss. She reminds me of how we met and of all the good times we shared then she asked me why I don’t want to [email protected]£ her. I tell her the things I Adore about her which include her bluntness, the way she dresses provocatively , her ability to drink as much as I do and her wild adventurous life style but most importantly her soft sp©t for me which made her forgive whatever Ill I do to her with little or no reproach . I tell her the truth which is the fact that as ironic as it may sound these things which attract me to her are the same things that push me away.
She looks a bit sad but she brightens up telling me she could try and change those attributes but I explain to her that getting rid of those qualities might also dilute my attraction for her since it is based on them. I see tears drop from her eyes and I feel more messed up than I was before she [email protected]£ to my aid. She tells me how much she loves me and the pain she endures whenever a new girl comes into my life, the loneliness she feels. She tell me of the regret she feels when she is left with no choice than to [email protected]£ guys who she termed as j£rks instead of been with me. She says I am her definition of a real man and claims she is willing to do whatever it takes to make me happy but all she wants is a bit of my love. Her tears become more and she begins to sob out loud. I silenced her with a k!ssand I could taste the saltiness of tears inl-ips. She withholds her tears and asks if she was just boo-ty call to me. I explain to her that she is the list of my de-sires when am h—y but whenever my soul is in anguish, whenever my heart feels a vacuum it is her voice I want to hear. I feel great relief when I pour out all my pain at her feet but it often leads to intim-acy due to the attraction I feel. She asks why don’t we just give it a try and I kept mute not knowing what to say because in my short life I’ve come to learn that you don’t take chances when it comes to matters of the heart. She sees the blank look on my face and she could tell I was trying real [email protected] not to hurt her so she proposed something different. She said we should hangout more often and do fun things together as friends which was fair enough for me. I accepted and we talked a bit had another round of S-x and she left.