Raymond had dropped Martin off at school, he meets Davidson in the sitting room when he came back. He walked over to him and sat beside him. "Have you called your wife since she went back to New Hampshire?"
"No."
"Don't you miss her?"
He ignored Raymond.
"I know you miss her, but you are not happy with her, you want her to pity you, you want everyone to pity you and you don't want to help yourself. Is that the man you want to be for the rest of your life? To live in pity? No, that's not how a man should do, a man is a fighter, so fight. Be that man again, a man that makes a living, a man that protects his family. You survived in a car accident, God didn't keep you alive for you to keep on being a vegetable. You are alive, you're lucky."
"Luck, this is what you call this? You talk rubbish, you don't realize how much I've fought yet am still chained to this chair, unable to be a man."
"The chains are of your own making," Raymond sa
Martin got in the dressing room nearly an hour before the fight. Over the loudspeaker, the announcer declared that Stanley Howard was ready to fight. Overhearing it, Martin threw his robe around him and dashed out.When the bell rang for round one, Martin felt comfortable circling Stanley. Martin felt as though he knew every move he was likely to make. Martin proceeded with a left jab to his head and danced away. He moved in and landed another short left to Stanley's head.Stanley responded with a hard right to the stomach, followed by a jab. Martin shot a hard right to the side of his head that sent him sprawling on the floor."C'mon, fight me. Get up off that floor, Stanley." Martin yelled.Stanley laid for quite some time and he got up with a dizzy eye after the count was over.There were cried of boos coming from the students, Raymond watched and he couldn't be prouder.The second round was exactly as Martin had planned
The rain poured heavily on us, soaking our clothes. I turned away from him and he said, "I know how you felt when you saw me and your father, when you saw that I was able to accomplish what you and mom were unable to do. I know how terrible you feel.""Am glad you know that." I took in a deep breath. "I am betrayed by my father, I've tried to work with him but he wouldn't let me. He hasn't cooperated with me, you just came here and he worked with you." Tears fell from my eyes. "He hasn't smiled in like ages but he did for you.""You should be happy that he is progressing but you want yourself or your mom to be the only one who does that.""Yes!" I cried."C'mon, it shouldn't matter. You will just end up being like your father, with his self-pity.""You know nothing about my father.""But I know that about him. With the help of doctor Powell, I was able to do his exercise and -""You are unbelievable, you know he doesn't like doc
After the night we kissed, I fell into a state of love, the temporary state with outward symptoms of sleeplessness, distraction, loss of appetite, alternation of euphoria, and depression, as well as having starry fever eyes and being agitated. What he said that night had still been on my mind, I realized that he was telling the truth. My father has been using me but I won't let him do that to me again. Ever since then, he has been helping my father, both he and my father had kept a distance from me. I and Raymond hardly interacted, and I have been waiting for the day my father would ask for my help so I will tell him how I feel. Martin had become so attached to Raymond. He isn't the type that gets easily attached to people, perhaps he had always needed a male figure in his life. It seemed like he couldn't do without him for even a second, most times I heard him say he loves him which kills me inside. Martin was in the sitting room an
We had gone for a picnic at the central park pond. Martin was enjoying Raymond's company, they were happy playing together. I approached them with my father. My father held a fishing basket.Martin excitedly sat on Davidson's lap. "I would love to fish too.""That's good. Do you know how to fish?""No, but Grandpa would teach me, right?""Of course, I will teach you, and we would catch a lot of big fish.""Wow, how big.""Very big.""Wow, we would have like 100 fishes in that basket.""I don't think 100 fishes would contain this basket, judging from the size.""Then, how many?""I am not sure, let's find out."I and Raymond were watching them as they were fishing. When it got late, I and Raymond set up a tent, he laid beside me. I met his eyes and held them. We stayed for long moments without a word. I turned away from his face and said, "Thanks for bringing my father back to life. I was wrong t
After much exercise with Raymond, my father could now walk without a walker. He wasn't perfect but he could take a walk, one step at a time. Raymond held two tickets and said, "These are flight tickets to Africa and -""Would I be joining?" Martin interrupted."Um... Am sorry buddy but just me and your mom. I only have two tickets.""And what makes you think that I would be joining you in Africa?" I asked."I don't know, do you want to?""No?" I responded.Davidson shrugged. "Come on, baby. It would be fun with him. It will be your first time visiting Africa and I plan to take Martin to New Hampshire this holiday season, he hasn't been there before and you haven't been to Africa.""Even though I've always loved to travel to Africa, and heard so much about the continent, and want a good experience, I won't be going with a man who has evil intention.""What evil intention?" Raymond asked."To take advantage of me."
"Venessa the play is going on, can you keep your phone away," Raymond called to my attention.I deleted the message and dropped my phone. I wondered who the psychopath was, whether it was my former sex client or ex or perhaps my husband who may be miraculously alive.I watched, seeing the women in the play dressed in wrappers, and the men wearing different native attires to represent their culture.After the play, a man walked up to us and said, "Oyinbo Pepe.""What's that," I asked."It means white people.""Oh... Maybe you shouldn't be using Nigerian Pidgin English with us cause we are not familiar with it " Raymond said."Okay.""So what's your name," I asked."My name's Agbai.""Okay, mine's Venessa and my friend over here, his name is Raymond.""That's good. Do you need someone to show you around Abuja, get you to eat great foods, and learn more about us?" Agbai said."That would be great but I'
I was so scared that I had carried a gun with me. In the night, I went to the store to buy some groceries. As soon as I came out of the store after buying the groceries, I saw a hooded man standing at the far end of the street, smirking.I wasted no time running. I ran into the woods and kept running but he was faster. I stumbled on a stone, my gun fell off, I picked it and stood up. He was right in front of me, almost so close."Are you going to use that on me?" Martin said, smiling. "I don't think so.""Move back or I" ll shoot," I said."Oh... Am scared, you will shoot me. Then do it."My hands were shaking. I squeezed my eyes shut, about to pull the trigger, but I couldn't."There we go, now, give me the gun," Martin demanded.Tears filled my eyes. I pointed the gun to my temple and said, "If you come to another step closer, I promise you that I will kill myself. If you do love me, please leave me alone."He stepped c
Early in the morning, we decided on going to swim. I changed to a swimsuit, Raymond appeared only in his underwear. When I sighted him in his underwear, my resolve of a moment before evaporated in the breath of the cool air. My pulse scrambled at his gloriously male body unclothed, save for the underwear. I kept telling myself to keep my eyes on his face, but I couldn't help but lower them.Raymond appeared subtly muscled and strong, with the body of a man who had been active all of his life. His skin tan and firm. His broad shoulders and chest tapered down to narrow hips and a flat, hard stomach.When he entered the pool, I stood still, watching him streaking beneath the surface of the water to emerge halfway across the pool, watching his shoulders rising like a great whale and his arms windmilling in a butterfly stroke.His face popped out of the water as he said, "Are you going to stand there all day watching me, or are you going to come to join
Raymond flopped beside me, breathless and his face blotchy and pink. He then reached for me, however, weakly like he had no strength left, and I shifted so he could slip his arm below my neck. "Ohhh," He stated in a shaky voice. "Ohh Venessa, my love." I laid an arm across heaving chest and watched him as he tried to recover. "I love you, a lot. "I felt so satisfied staying next to him, with the sticky warm temperature of his body pressed against mine, so intimate. I kept rolling his words in my head from earlier, thrilled that he desired to be with me, knowing that he meant it.We laid in silence for a very long time. It was so that I thought he'd fallen asleep, however after I lifted my head, I saw he was wide awake, too. I propped myself up on my elbow so I could look at him very well.Raymond turned his head and gave me the sleepiest, most sexist smile, but he didn't speak. He simply watched me even as I traced a finger over his face, playing al
I watched him for a minute before he looked up. He grinned, after which he groaned, and commenced to fuck me a bit harder. He held my gaze as he did and grade by grade his expression became darkish and lusty. He adjusted his stance barely and commenced to fill me harder, his hips slapping against my ass as he buried himself inside me again and again.When he spoke, it changed into a low voice, totally in French, and too short for me to recognize it all. I stuck some words, maximum of them filthy, thrilled to know he was so turned on that he barely knew what he was doing. Watching him, my arousal surged and I longed to attain between my legs, to touch my tensed clit, to get myself in the direction of orgasm, however, he was thrusting harder, and I could not move my hands without losing my balance.So I leaned into Raymond's thrusting hips, letting him pleasure himself with my soaking pussy. I could feel his thrusts getting greater excessive, and his fingers
I let loose a whimper and he responded with a smooth moan. "Ohh," He stated in opposition to my neck. "That's so sweet and warm. How are you so sweet?" He shifted his fingers right down to my ass once more.He unfolds his fingers and pulled me toward him. At the identical time, he modified the perspective of his hips and I let loose a moan as his cock slid only a little deeper inside me. He introduced his mouth back to mine and kissed me softly. Then he commenced flexing his hips. Back and forward, simply slowly for the first few thrusts, after which he commenced to pick up the pace.Raymond held my hips steady, a good grip on my backside, and immediately, my arousal spiked. When I started to whimper with pleasure, he was turned on. It wasn't penetration, however, the friction on my clit was so amazing. I whimpered and moaned as he thrust again and again, preserving me tight in his hands as his hips rocked back and forth.All the while, h
Raymond was very vocal through it all, he kept on praising me, whispering phrases of endearment, and whispering my name. I soon realized he was close to cumming. I decided to slow down, draw my lips from his cock, and give him some time to calm down a little.Each time I moved back, Raymond would look down at me, breathing heavily, and grinning, glaringly pleased by my actions. The looks were deeply affecting. They stirred up sensual emotions in addition to emotions of love, and each time I took him back in my mouth, I felt my heart swell and my pussy pulse with a jealous ache."My God, Venessa. You're amazing." He stated, reaching down to push the hair from my face when I drew back, leaving him panting once more. "I cannot hold off anymore. I need to cum."I nodded and took Raymond back between my lips, listening to him groan. I attempted to build slowly, however, it was obvious he was ready to cum, he desired it. He slid forward on the bed and spread his
His eyes opened as soon as my mouth reached his belly. I noticed it from the nook of my eye. I licked up the dampness on his pores and skin, the pre-cum that had seeped from his cock, after which I introduced my tongue to the bottom of his cock and slowly labored my way up the length. I made sure my tongue landed on the head of the bottom side, and he let out a long sluggish moan of pleasure. "That's so good." He breathed. "Nice and gradual." I closed my eyes and licked my way back down once more till I felt his hip in opposition to my chin, then reversed my path. I held him gently in my palm and persevered to apply simply my tongue. His encouraging sighs and feedback told me I was right where I wanted to be. I cherished how warm and hard he was, and how smooth his skin was in opposition to my tongue, however, I was dying to feel the softness of his cock's head between my lips. I ran a thumb over the top and discovered it very moist. I intro
I wanted to squeeze my thighs together, to find that deep ache, however, Raymond's body was in the way. He returned to my pussy and commenced kissing and exploring once more. My hips rocked and swayed to get the touch my body needed to cum. His tempo was maddeningly sluggish, however, he pressed his fingers inside me and located the proper spot, added his tongue to my clit once more, and with remarkable care, brought me up to the peak.Then he drew lower back once more, leaving me panting and gazing at him in disbelief. "Raymond, please," I stated, "I'm so near coming. I need it so bad." He crawled lower back up my body once more, added his face to mine."I realize. Forgive me, my candy." He kissed me. I was still breathing fast, so he slid his mouth to my neck and kissed me. I could sense his cock in opposition to my stomach, and his knees urgent my thighs aside, and I could feel the longing in my pussy wherein his fingers and tongue had been."Why
"You're going to like this." A second later, his hands pressed firmly, making me moan loudly, right at the bottom of my neck. It was an improbable feeling—ache and satisfaction and warmth and alleviation all at an identical time.I groaned out a few lengthy, colorful curses of satisfaction and noticed Raymond's grin. "Told you, "He stated. "You were given a knot proper there. Probably wherein you hold the maximum anxiety."He rocked his hands, setting apart the spot, and I moaned as the feeling teetered on the brink of ache and satisfaction. He implemented strain for a protracted minute after which he launched it and I sighed as alleviation flooded my body. "Is that nice?""So nice," I stated. I closed my eyes and savored the sensations as he endured to work the knot together along with his hands. I wasn't moaning anymore, however, I felt even higher than I had whilst he'd first touched me. "This is so incredible. Is this what comfortable
"Venessa,""Michael, I'm happy to see you here. I was wondering how boring my stay will be here but at least, since you're here, we could meet up sometimes." I said. "I stay next door.""Venessa, why are you here?""I'm Ariana Grande's designer and she's having her album launch party here in Florida, where she was born, so I'm here for that."He chuckled. "I thought you were going to kiss me and we'll have amazing sex."We both laughed."I'll see you later, be ready by 6 for Ariana's party,"He nodded. Just for a few seconds more, we looked at each other. I felt the heat of arousal flood my whole body. Despite the wind tugging my hair, I felt uncomfortably hot."Diana doesn't deserve me, she deserves someone better, someone, who wouldn't hurt her. I pray she finds the perfect guy.""I knew you would hurt her because I feel you still love me and that's not gonna change and also, I know Roma killed your dad."
Diana's POV - My hands were hanging low on the bed, with no attempt to wipe my tears."Diana, talk to us, say something." Sarah sobbed, wiping my tears.There was no response from me, other than an intensification of the grief."We should take her to the hospital," Davidson said. He seemed worried, checking my pulse rate."I think so too, I wonder what happened to her that Dwayne Johnson had to bring her home." Roma wondered. "Love, do you care to explain?" He asked, only to receive an eye roll for a reply."I'll explain it to you," Venessa said. "She went to the party alone. It's said that he dumped her. That's what she got for loving someone way out of her league. She learned her lesson the hard way." Venessa explained, laughing so hard."Venessa, that's it. Can't you see she has suffered enough? How can you be so damn heartless?" Peter barked, lifting his hand, almost slapping her. "Your behavior stinks, you have a cold black