"I don't want her to see this mark." He steps right to me and holds me close. "What…what do you want, Larry?" I whisper and swallow. "I want you," he says. "I want all of you." His lips come down hard and fast against mine. He tastes salty like underwater currents; like I am being taken on
Tiffany Larry wants to get married? With who? Why? I don't know what to think anymore. If Larry gets married, then I'd have to leave. Because seeing Larry with some other lady will become too much for me to single-handedly bear. Yes, I know that he doesn't want a relationship with him, but hea
"Don't say that, Tiffany!" "Then what would you have me say? I don't want to get married to a man like you for goodness sake!" He sighs and rakes a hand through his hair. "Please just think about it, will you?" "Larry…" "I'll…stop meddling in your personal life," he says gently. "Just please
I know Nancy from when I worked as a waitress. She would come often and we'd talk and laugh and forget about the flaws of the world. When she calls me now, I am reminded of that memory and without thinking, I blurt out, "I'm getting married." I have gone straight for the neck. I wince hard even th
Gerald Pov The pattering sounds of rain on the restaurant's glass windows kept me company while I waited for her. The sound was becoming increasingly unsettling, bringing back memories as I gazed out the window, far out into the outer area, observing the dark night that appeared to have been mira
Gerald I thought I'd be happy to see her, but I wasn't. I was able to check her stomach without her noticing, and there was no indication of a lump. She did get rid of it, however. "It's good to see you again, Gerald," she says, her voice steady and her grin stoic. I decided to play along and gi
Tiffany I sat with my legs sprawled on my old couch in my small, cramped flat sitting room, looking at the paper in front of me. I continued to stare at the list I had made with my own hands last week. I made a list of things I needed to buy for my sister and myself, and after a week, I had only
Tiffany Laurene Billy and I have known each other since high school, and she has been the best friend I could ever want for. Laurene has always been there for me in ways I could never be there for her. Laurene was an averagely tall and skinny woman who looked absolutely lovely in her early
I know Nancy from when I worked as a waitress. She would come often and we'd talk and laugh and forget about the flaws of the world. When she calls me now, I am reminded of that memory and without thinking, I blurt out, "I'm getting married." I have gone straight for the neck. I wince hard even th
"Don't say that, Tiffany!" "Then what would you have me say? I don't want to get married to a man like you for goodness sake!" He sighs and rakes a hand through his hair. "Please just think about it, will you?" "Larry…" "I'll…stop meddling in your personal life," he says gently. "Just please
Tiffany Larry wants to get married? With who? Why? I don't know what to think anymore. If Larry gets married, then I'd have to leave. Because seeing Larry with some other lady will become too much for me to single-handedly bear. Yes, I know that he doesn't want a relationship with him, but hea
"I don't want her to see this mark." He steps right to me and holds me close. "What…what do you want, Larry?" I whisper and swallow. "I want you," he says. "I want all of you." His lips come down hard and fast against mine. He tastes salty like underwater currents; like I am being taken on
"What else scares you?" I ask, realizing we've never talked about things like these before. Little Larry sits upright too and knits his fingers in front of him. His eyes scan the room like he's seeing it for the first time before settling on my face. "I get scared that you'll leave," he tells m
Tiffany Oh my goodness! I push back away from the door, frightened by the intruder. His smirk gives him an eerie feel but it is the way his eyes scan my entire body that sends shivers down my spine. I can't breathe and as much as I want this feeling of dread to seep out of me, I know that this i
I squirmed, realizing I slept off when he went out. I had planned to have sex with him when he suggested we should sleep together. I grumbled. I chuckled, remembering when he said I smelled. I thought he meant a bad smell. I had to spray my perfume all over my room. I shouldn't have pretended to s
"What! Who released him?", I asked, furious "I had no idea" "Damn it, I promised Tiffany, Marcus won't be released", I clenched my fist in anger. "What's your plan, Larry?" "I know who released Marcus. I will not accept this from that old man" "Oh, it was your father that released him, so
I thanked her and left the mansion. I hope today's family event won't be as disastrous as last year. I got to the event, jogged down from my car, and entered the hall. Everyone's eyes were on me, I spotted Mr. Kensington chatting with Marcus's father. Mr. Kensington sighted me and waved his hands