Drowning. She
found herself using that term lately
Drowning in the
lies, drowning in her emotions, drowning in his love. It was all just too much.
The current was
pulling her down into a dark abyss. But she had to ask herself: did I really want
to pull myself up? Or did I want to keep drowning in his affections despite the
inevitable consequences?
Her body shook
with silent laughter as he ran his fingers down her bare back. He flipped her
over and stared down at her adoringly
DIARY OF A GIRL CHILD
DIARY OF A GIRL CHILD
“God you are
beautiful” his voice was husky and smelt of smoke. He must have taken up
smoking again, she thought, she didn’t blame him either, the situation was so
stressful.
She didn’t
answer him with words, but her lips said it all.
He pulled away a
little breathless and asked “What time are your parents expecting you home?”
She smiled
sheepishly. “Not until six, we have a dinner party to go to at seven”
He sighed. “You
have to go to soon”
It wasn’t a
question, but she felt obliged to answer it though it felt differently. “Yes,
she closed her eyes and bit the inside of her cheek absentmindedly.
“Damn” He looked at the clock sitting at his bed side
“four-fifty, we still have lots of time”
He ran his hands
through her hair for a moment as he gazed down at her naked form. After a moment
he brought his mouth down to hers and she found herself answering her own
questions.
Of course, she
was content drowning in this crystal fantasy

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