"Marriage is the highest state of friendship. If happy, it lessens our cares by dividing them, at the same time that it doubles our pleasures by mutual participation."
~Samuel RichardsonThree weeks later
"How much longer do I have to sit still?" Alex asks impatiently as Martha and George try to get her hair into a perfect curl as if that was even possible. Her hair is curly there's no such thing as perfect curl, at least not for her hair. She remembers, Sarah, her mom constantly having to battle with her hair every day of school when she was younger. It was painful almost every time she touched it, but she had to endure it if she wanted to look neat and pretty for school. As she got older the curls lessened and the pain she usually felt as a child left— or maybe she just got used to it.
Her hair has never been the soft and perfect looking one, it was tou
"Sex without love is a meaningless experience, but as far as meaningless experiences go its pretty damn good." Anonymous~ (Alexander's PoV) It is another business for a good rest, I say, trying desperately to cheer myself up as I walk into the elevator, pressing the button for the fifth th floor of the Von Quaint hotel, having five more minutes to make it for a business meeting with one of my potential client and from what I’ve gathered so far, this client like the Von Quaint hotels for all of his business meeting. The reasons are the discreetness of the hotel and its ability to bring fantasy to reality. Let’s just say that the hotel has the power to make a simple sex seems like real love. I impatiently look at my watch as I wait for the elevator door to open. Three more minutes is what I have to be on time for this meeting and as each second passes, so does my grip on control. This i
I wanted the heat and the sweat and the passion of a man that I could love and trust. And I wanted to give myself to him: not for advantage, but for desire.Philippa Gregory I open the door to my house and drag myself inside, worn from wearing six-inch heels and a skinny gown that only looks modest when under the grey winter coat. After leaving the Von Quaint hotel, I went to the sketch artist who I gave the vivid details of the man I had seen earlier, but I got a sketch that looked nothing like the man I had seen earlier. Maybe he's not a man, maybe he's a god. My inner mind tried to warn me, but I pushed it aside. And I told the artist his drawing looked nothing like the man I saw at the hotel and he decided to draw another one and when he was done, the sketch looked even more ridiculous than the first. In anger and rage, I picked the sketches and
Romantic love is a passionatespiritual-emotional-sexual attachment between a man and a woman that reflects a high regard for the value of each other's person.Nathaniel BrandenMy eyes peel open and I realise that it's already morning and glancing at my alarm clock I see eight thirty-three am and I jump up from the bed and I run up and into the bath before turning on the shower. The cold water descends on my body and I run out shivering from cold before realising I'd hit the cold button instead of the hot or warm button. I stared at the buttons which the cold water is presently demarcating me from and I decided to fuck it and step into the cold shower then reach for the button and hit hot and the cold feeling is replaced by a hot feeling and I sign and relax a little.Since the past two years that I've taken over the company, I've n
"There's this place in me where your and your whispers softly echo. It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me."~Gretchen KempThe dinner date with Felix Zain was good, even better than I expected, considering my business relationship with older men has not been too well. Some men tend to always underestimate a woman in power, they always see you as incapable or someone they can subdue and over the past years, I've put those men in their place. I do not have any pleasure working with men like Adeyemi, but if I hope to expand and make the lives of my employees better, I have no choice but to stoop down to his filth level.Before Lucas died two years ago, he divided his inheritance and in the will it was stipulated that they report back to me with twenty per cent income of their monthly report which then I felt was too easy considering the company they were both
"We efface an hour by passionatelove, without twists, without aftertaste. When it is finished, it is not finished, we lie still in each other's arms lulled by our love, by tenderness -- sensuality in which the whole being can participate.Anais NinAfter Zander left six years ago, I tried to keep my head up even if that was a hard thing to do for a girl my age, skin and rebelliousness. I was 18 years old, and I just had the one person I could trust leave for school with his girlfriend and I was all alone, but I tried my best to say out of trouble, I really did.I found a job at a restaurant where the manager kept making unwanted passes at me and I ended up getting fired after I punched him in the face twice. Six months later, I was evicted fro
We lie in each other's arms eyes shut and fingers open and all the colors of the world pass through our bodies like strings of fire.Marge PiercyI'm still stuck in bed and unwilling to move when my alarm does off at 6:30 and it is three minutes to my workout time. I normally workout three days out of seven, to keep in shape and though it used to be six days, I know it's better than nothing. But today, unlike most workout days, I am not in the mood in the very least.I stayed up late, just thinking about Rogue and what to do to him, I Googled and found incomplete information about him. He's a Playboy, notorious for having brief flings with different women and going through his dating profile I know he has a thing for tall, but curvy girls and though I don't fit in those criteria, I don't let it bother me or deter me from my set goal. Today I will approach him with a business proposal and he better accept or I will burn him to the stake. And by
"I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain."John KeatsHis eyes are fixed on my lips and I don't think he heard my question, but as I open it up to ask again, he closes the space between us and his lips rests on mine. He doesn't dominate the kiss as our lips touched, instead, he just let our lips linger on each other's and when he pulls away, he bites down on his lips as he stares at me. Mixed emotions are written all over his face even as he stays quiet and all of a sudden it disappears and his face becomes blank of all emotions and my stomach coils as I expect the worse.His hands take hold of my waist in a possessive manner and my body comes alive almost immediately and as if knowing that, he pulls me closer so my body touches and pres
"We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright."Ernest HemingwayI'm almost asleep when my phone begins to ring and I check it and see it's an unknown ID calling. I'm indecisive about picking at first then pick up ignoring the voices going to the worst-case scenario in my head."Hello?"There comes no reply."Who's this? Is someone there?" I have no idea why I'm asking. Normally, after the silence that accompanied my first hello, I'll leave the call on and go to sleep just to help the caller realise their mistake and stupidity and I'm about to do just that."Mi gatita