I greeted the head photographer and discussed how I wanted the pictures to be taken. I had worked with her before so we knew each other’s styles. She asked me to be in a few of the pictures. She expressed her wish to feature my home in one of the publications that she worked with as a freelancer. I thought the idea to be splendid. This way, my condo would get more publicity and hopefully move it off the market faster. I turned to discuss it with Frank and saw the look of approval and pride on his face. That was all that I needed.
The shoot and the taping went well. The photographer said that I would hear from her by Wednesday. I told her that would be good and we could arrange to meet back here at my condo’s office. After they had gone, I went into the kitchen. On the counter next to the refrigerator was a card. The logo on the envelope was of a local florist. I wondered why I hadn’t spotted it earlier when I was in the kitchen. I opened the envelope and the only thing written on the card was ‘J’ ’. That was all I needed to know who had sent all the Calla Lilies.
When I went into Frank’s room he was getting his clothes out. I went and sat on the edge of his bed. I needed to know what he was thinking. He didn’t turn to look at me and that is what got me worried. We had been together too long for me not to know what that meant. I needed him to tell me where he was headed with the information he had received. Finally, he finished with his clothes and turned to me. He stated that he wanted me to sleep with him tonight. He had called his father and mother. He had a long conversation with them and was going to go out to their house tonight. First, he was stopping past the girls and their grandmother’s house. He was going to talk to their grandmother and see what she knew. Then he would give her a date that he would be back for the girls. He wasn’t sure if moving them in the middle of the school year was what he wanted but he would discuss that with his parents and my mother. I was happy that he had included my Mom in his plans. That meant he was really considering one of the homes close to her. “Ugh!” was what I thought then! It meant that if we were going to be together, I might have to live closer to my Mom. Maybe it wouldn’t be too bad, now that I wouldn’t be living alone but with an instant family. I felt like I should vocalize what I had just thought. I did and Frank came to me. He bent down and started kissing me. Just at that moment, I felt very queasy. I told him that I needed to lie down. He moved the pillows off the bed and I laid back. He pulled off my heels and removed my stockings. The mere feeling of his hands on my legs made me wet. I wasn’t going to give in to the desire. Frank had important things to do and I knew that when he returned to me, I would again become wet.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Thursday, March 12, 2009
A Destiny Fulfilled.
I thought about what she was saying. Truth be told that’s all I had been thinking about. How could I not? With Frank living in my home and everything that has been going on, I felt very secure with him. I still could not allow myself to become comfortable with him. I knew that he understood the magnitude of his mistake. I, also, knew that you couldn’t keep rehashing on the past. I wanted to let go but I found it very hard. I knew that the hardest thing would be to let go of Friend. Now that I had let him back into my life, I wasn’t sure if I could let him go. However, tonight would be the clincher, though. Once Frank and Friend met my relationship with Friend would never be the same.
That thought sent chills throughout my body. I turned and looked at the clock. 2:30pm, which would give me, time to take a nap before the photographers came. Just then my phone rang. I waited for the caller Id to announce who it was before answering it. When the phone announced Sabrina Watson, I answered it. Immediately I explained what had been going on with me lately. Sabrina seemed surprised at how well I had been handling everything. She really was amazed at the events that were to transpire this evening. She laughed telling me that she wish she could be a fly on the wall. If I hadn’t been so nervous, I may have invited her to come over. We talked for a little while longer and arranged for her to bring over some pieces from the new Michael Kors line for me to review. That was exactly what I needed. A chance to do something that I knew would give me a reprieve from my hectic life. I set the alarm on my clock, laid back and
closed my eyes. I wanted to get as much rest as possible before my appointment.
I jumped up to the sound of my alarm clock. The ringing in my head was almost as loud as the ringing from the alarm clock. I pulled myself out of the bed and headed to my dressing room. Although, I wasn’t going to be photographed, I would still be working. I wanted something professional but still casual. That would be relatively easy as I headed to my Tracy Reese section. I pulled out a black and white pin striped pencil skirt and a white button down silk blouse. I decided that because I may change my mind and be photographed, I would put on my black silk sheer stockings. My black leather and suede pointed – toe oxford bootie pumps by Dolce & Gabbana completed my outfit.
I walked into my bathroom and turned the water on in the shower. I thought about relaxing in my Jacuzzi but wanted to get dressed fast. I sat down on the edge of my bed and tried to understand what was going on with me. I had never felt this bad. It seemed as if someone had zapped me of all my energy. I knew that I must make a doctor’s appointment and fast. I had too much work to do. I couldn’t risk being out of work for any extended period of time. I feel like I’m going stir crazy when I’m not working. I hurried up and jumped into the shower.
Just as I had finished dressing, I heard the doorbell ring. Frank screamed that he would get it and I heard him talking to the front desk. As I started to walk down the stairs, Frank asked if I knew a Samantha. I smiled and nodded my head. Friend had, again, devised a way to help me and still keep our relationship private. I asked Frank to show her into the downstairs study and to offer her a drink. I turned around on the steps and felt like my head was spinning. I grabbed the banister and Frank grabbed me. He started to guide me up the stairs. I asked him to help me downstairs. I knew that I was expecting company and that I would be better downstairs.
Once, I got downstairs I greeted Samantha. She hugged me. I knew that her hug was a silent message from Friend. Her hug spoke volumes about the trust he had instilled in her. I felt self assured that everything was going to be o.k. I asked Samantha if she would like a drink. She asked for water. I asked Frank to show her to the study and then to wait for me there. He looked at me with questions in his eyes. He still did as he was asked, though. I went into the kitchen and got a Deer Park water out of the refrigerator. I poured the water into a champagne glass and then poured Hennessey into a glass for Frank. I knew that after hearing what Samantha had to say and receiving the paternity results, he would need a drink.
I went into the study and handed them both, their drinks. Samantha was laughing at a story Frank was telling about some bank robbers that he had busted. I began to laugh once he got to the part about them trying to open an account at another bank with the money that had dye on it. Frank explained that the teller had put a burglary tool in the bag of money. That when the bag was cut open the dye would explode over all the money. He told how they went into the bank with the money and their ID. They wanted to open a business account and personal accounts. They told the teller that the dye was from their ink presses. The teller hit the silent alarm and continued to take their information as if she was actually opening their accounts. She had them fill out the necessary paperwork which they put all their correct information on. Then she even gave them their complimentary gifts, that they received when they opened an account. That gave Frank and his team enough time to get there to clear the bank and arrest the robbers. By the end of the story, I had positioned myself next to Frank and was actually nestled against him. As I brought the glass of tea I was drinking, up to my mouth, I saw the look of interest in Samantha’s eyes. I didn’t move away from Frank. I just smiled and drank my tea. I then asked if she had the documents with her. She understood the change in the atmosphere and sat her glass of water down. I turned to Frank and explained who Samantha was and what she had with her. Samantha apologized for Friend and stated that he had to attend to other business.
I saw the look on Frank’s face. I asked if he wanted me to excuse myself from the room. He knew that I already was aware of the true identities of the girl’s fathers. He agreed that I should stay as moral support for him. Samantha opened her briefcase and took out the paternity results. She closed her briefcase, laid the documents on them and then started with the legal ratifications. She explained that Frank was the girls’ legal father due to the fact that his name was on their birth certificates. That with his wife giving up her rights to the girls to him, he was legally their only guardian. She then stated that the only way that his custodian could be challenged is if the true biological father or fathers would protest his legal rights. She had drawn up custody documentations and was ready to mail them to the girls’ blood fathers. She said that she knew he had an attorney but that she was acting as the girls’ attorney. I opened my mouth in shock. She said that Friend had hired her to represent them. She also stated that he had set up a small trust fund that was irrevocable for the girls. That it would help with any medical and educational needs that they may have. She stated it wasn’t a lot but enough to help them. She also stated that Friend did it out of one of his family’s charities and that kept everything legit, legal and not personal. I knew that Friend set it up this way so that Frank wouldn’t resist or reject any of it. I smiled at Samantha. Her eyes acknowledged it but her face and words didn’t. Frank just thanked her. The sound of his voice was of awe and suspense. I could tell that he hadn’t fully taken everything in as he was ready for the paternity results. Samantha sensed his anticipation and without saying anything else handed him the envelope.
Frank looked at me before opening the envelope. I smiled and squeezed his leg. He breathed deep and then opened the envelope. He read the first document all the way through. When he got to the last line he read it, sighed and said that it couldn’t be right. I knew that what he had just read would destroy more than him but his whole family. Then he looked at the second document and skimmed to the bottom line. He threw the papers onto the couch and stood up. Pacing back and forth he just kept shaking his head. Samantha stood up. I immediately stood up also. Samantha gathered her briefcase and spoke to Frank. She told him that she would be able to speak with him after he had some time to clear his head and work on his next strategy.
Frank shook hands with her as I started to walk her to the door. Samantha and I didn’t say anything until we had gotten to the front door. Samantha said that Friend wanted me to call him when I got a chance. She also apologized in having to be the bearer of this extraordinary news. I told her that it was something that needed to be done. I, also, told her that I would call her on Monday to discuss how her taking over as representative of the girls’ would affect my case against their mother. Samantha stated that she had already taken that into account and thought she had the perfect remedy for that. I snickered because I already had the feeling she had something worked out. Just as I opened the door, my bell rang. I asked her to please step back inside as I needed to answer that before she got on the elevator. When she had stepped back into the foyer, I closed and locked the door behind her. I turned and answered the security desk’s phone. The security guard on duty told me that I had a camera crew ready to come upstairs. I asked him to have them ride the service elevator, as I had someone coming down on the front elevator. He agreed and said that he would wait until he saw my guest get into the front elevator. I thanked him and hung up the phone. I told Samantha that it was ok for her to leave now. We hugged and she left.
I called out to Frank to let him know that the photographer and their camera crew were here. He said that he would be out in a minute. I really wanted to call everything off for today but knew that I would have a chance to be with Frank once they left. I went into the study to get my notes and ran into Frank. I looked up at him. He stopped, pulled me to him and held me like he would never let me go. I immediately held him back. Frank said that he wanted to make sure that everything that was happening was real. He said that it felt as if everything around him was a dream. I stepped back and looked up at him. I took his hand and placed it to my heart. I told him that the love I felt for him was very real. That we would somehow find a way to get through everything, together. Frank picked me up and held me. He pulled me close to him, so that he could feel my heart beating. He laid his head against my heart and held me until we heard the doorbell ring. Frank didn’t put me down but carried me into the foyer with him. I held on for dear life. The movement, the emotions, it was all too much. I was starting to feel dizzy. Frank put me down just in the knick of time. I turned and ran into the front hall bathroom. The doorbell rang again and Frank opened the door. I heard him greeting the crew and then excusing himself.
When Frank opened the bathroom door, I was on the floor with my head over the toilet. I agreed that enough was enough. I was going to make a doctor’s appointment and see what was going on. I thought that perhaps with all the drama, I had developed an ulcer. Frank handed me a wet washcloth and asked if there was anything that he could do. I told him where my notes were in the study and that he could start the crew with the notes. He agreed, bent down, kissed me and then went to get them started.
I stood up, turned on the water and started to wash my face. I looked in the mirror and was happy with the person that was looking back at me. The person was tired but happy to be alive. I decided that after I had told Frank that I loved him, it was time to end my relationship with Jason. My heart was finally going to win out over my mind. Funny, I laughed to myself, my mind was starting to tell me that Frank was here I belonged. I still had to figure out the situation with the girls’ but I would do it one step at a time. I rinsed the washcloth, brushed my teeth, gargled, rewiped my face and hung the washcloth out to dry. I brushed my hair and left the bathroom, cutting the light off behind me.
That thought sent chills throughout my body. I turned and looked at the clock. 2:30pm, which would give me, time to take a nap before the photographers came. Just then my phone rang. I waited for the caller Id to announce who it was before answering it. When the phone announced Sabrina Watson, I answered it. Immediately I explained what had been going on with me lately. Sabrina seemed surprised at how well I had been handling everything. She really was amazed at the events that were to transpire this evening. She laughed telling me that she wish she could be a fly on the wall. If I hadn’t been so nervous, I may have invited her to come over. We talked for a little while longer and arranged for her to bring over some pieces from the new Michael Kors line for me to review. That was exactly what I needed. A chance to do something that I knew would give me a reprieve from my hectic life. I set the alarm on my clock, laid back and
closed my eyes. I wanted to get as much rest as possible before my appointment.
I jumped up to the sound of my alarm clock. The ringing in my head was almost as loud as the ringing from the alarm clock. I pulled myself out of the bed and headed to my dressing room. Although, I wasn’t going to be photographed, I would still be working. I wanted something professional but still casual. That would be relatively easy as I headed to my Tracy Reese section. I pulled out a black and white pin striped pencil skirt and a white button down silk blouse. I decided that because I may change my mind and be photographed, I would put on my black silk sheer stockings. My black leather and suede pointed – toe oxford bootie pumps by Dolce & Gabbana completed my outfit.
I walked into my bathroom and turned the water on in the shower. I thought about relaxing in my Jacuzzi but wanted to get dressed fast. I sat down on the edge of my bed and tried to understand what was going on with me. I had never felt this bad. It seemed as if someone had zapped me of all my energy. I knew that I must make a doctor’s appointment and fast. I had too much work to do. I couldn’t risk being out of work for any extended period of time. I feel like I’m going stir crazy when I’m not working. I hurried up and jumped into the shower.
Just as I had finished dressing, I heard the doorbell ring. Frank screamed that he would get it and I heard him talking to the front desk. As I started to walk down the stairs, Frank asked if I knew a Samantha. I smiled and nodded my head. Friend had, again, devised a way to help me and still keep our relationship private. I asked Frank to show her into the downstairs study and to offer her a drink. I turned around on the steps and felt like my head was spinning. I grabbed the banister and Frank grabbed me. He started to guide me up the stairs. I asked him to help me downstairs. I knew that I was expecting company and that I would be better downstairs.
Once, I got downstairs I greeted Samantha. She hugged me. I knew that her hug was a silent message from Friend. Her hug spoke volumes about the trust he had instilled in her. I felt self assured that everything was going to be o.k. I asked Samantha if she would like a drink. She asked for water. I asked Frank to show her to the study and then to wait for me there. He looked at me with questions in his eyes. He still did as he was asked, though. I went into the kitchen and got a Deer Park water out of the refrigerator. I poured the water into a champagne glass and then poured Hennessey into a glass for Frank. I knew that after hearing what Samantha had to say and receiving the paternity results, he would need a drink.
I went into the study and handed them both, their drinks. Samantha was laughing at a story Frank was telling about some bank robbers that he had busted. I began to laugh once he got to the part about them trying to open an account at another bank with the money that had dye on it. Frank explained that the teller had put a burglary tool in the bag of money. That when the bag was cut open the dye would explode over all the money. He told how they went into the bank with the money and their ID. They wanted to open a business account and personal accounts. They told the teller that the dye was from their ink presses. The teller hit the silent alarm and continued to take their information as if she was actually opening their accounts. She had them fill out the necessary paperwork which they put all their correct information on. Then she even gave them their complimentary gifts, that they received when they opened an account. That gave Frank and his team enough time to get there to clear the bank and arrest the robbers. By the end of the story, I had positioned myself next to Frank and was actually nestled against him. As I brought the glass of tea I was drinking, up to my mouth, I saw the look of interest in Samantha’s eyes. I didn’t move away from Frank. I just smiled and drank my tea. I then asked if she had the documents with her. She understood the change in the atmosphere and sat her glass of water down. I turned to Frank and explained who Samantha was and what she had with her. Samantha apologized for Friend and stated that he had to attend to other business.
I saw the look on Frank’s face. I asked if he wanted me to excuse myself from the room. He knew that I already was aware of the true identities of the girl’s fathers. He agreed that I should stay as moral support for him. Samantha opened her briefcase and took out the paternity results. She closed her briefcase, laid the documents on them and then started with the legal ratifications. She explained that Frank was the girls’ legal father due to the fact that his name was on their birth certificates. That with his wife giving up her rights to the girls to him, he was legally their only guardian. She then stated that the only way that his custodian could be challenged is if the true biological father or fathers would protest his legal rights. She had drawn up custody documentations and was ready to mail them to the girls’ blood fathers. She said that she knew he had an attorney but that she was acting as the girls’ attorney. I opened my mouth in shock. She said that Friend had hired her to represent them. She also stated that he had set up a small trust fund that was irrevocable for the girls. That it would help with any medical and educational needs that they may have. She stated it wasn’t a lot but enough to help them. She also stated that Friend did it out of one of his family’s charities and that kept everything legit, legal and not personal. I knew that Friend set it up this way so that Frank wouldn’t resist or reject any of it. I smiled at Samantha. Her eyes acknowledged it but her face and words didn’t. Frank just thanked her. The sound of his voice was of awe and suspense. I could tell that he hadn’t fully taken everything in as he was ready for the paternity results. Samantha sensed his anticipation and without saying anything else handed him the envelope.
Frank looked at me before opening the envelope. I smiled and squeezed his leg. He breathed deep and then opened the envelope. He read the first document all the way through. When he got to the last line he read it, sighed and said that it couldn’t be right. I knew that what he had just read would destroy more than him but his whole family. Then he looked at the second document and skimmed to the bottom line. He threw the papers onto the couch and stood up. Pacing back and forth he just kept shaking his head. Samantha stood up. I immediately stood up also. Samantha gathered her briefcase and spoke to Frank. She told him that she would be able to speak with him after he had some time to clear his head and work on his next strategy.
Frank shook hands with her as I started to walk her to the door. Samantha and I didn’t say anything until we had gotten to the front door. Samantha said that Friend wanted me to call him when I got a chance. She also apologized in having to be the bearer of this extraordinary news. I told her that it was something that needed to be done. I, also, told her that I would call her on Monday to discuss how her taking over as representative of the girls’ would affect my case against their mother. Samantha stated that she had already taken that into account and thought she had the perfect remedy for that. I snickered because I already had the feeling she had something worked out. Just as I opened the door, my bell rang. I asked her to please step back inside as I needed to answer that before she got on the elevator. When she had stepped back into the foyer, I closed and locked the door behind her. I turned and answered the security desk’s phone. The security guard on duty told me that I had a camera crew ready to come upstairs. I asked him to have them ride the service elevator, as I had someone coming down on the front elevator. He agreed and said that he would wait until he saw my guest get into the front elevator. I thanked him and hung up the phone. I told Samantha that it was ok for her to leave now. We hugged and she left.
I called out to Frank to let him know that the photographer and their camera crew were here. He said that he would be out in a minute. I really wanted to call everything off for today but knew that I would have a chance to be with Frank once they left. I went into the study to get my notes and ran into Frank. I looked up at him. He stopped, pulled me to him and held me like he would never let me go. I immediately held him back. Frank said that he wanted to make sure that everything that was happening was real. He said that it felt as if everything around him was a dream. I stepped back and looked up at him. I took his hand and placed it to my heart. I told him that the love I felt for him was very real. That we would somehow find a way to get through everything, together. Frank picked me up and held me. He pulled me close to him, so that he could feel my heart beating. He laid his head against my heart and held me until we heard the doorbell ring. Frank didn’t put me down but carried me into the foyer with him. I held on for dear life. The movement, the emotions, it was all too much. I was starting to feel dizzy. Frank put me down just in the knick of time. I turned and ran into the front hall bathroom. The doorbell rang again and Frank opened the door. I heard him greeting the crew and then excusing himself.
When Frank opened the bathroom door, I was on the floor with my head over the toilet. I agreed that enough was enough. I was going to make a doctor’s appointment and see what was going on. I thought that perhaps with all the drama, I had developed an ulcer. Frank handed me a wet washcloth and asked if there was anything that he could do. I told him where my notes were in the study and that he could start the crew with the notes. He agreed, bent down, kissed me and then went to get them started.
I stood up, turned on the water and started to wash my face. I looked in the mirror and was happy with the person that was looking back at me. The person was tired but happy to be alive. I decided that after I had told Frank that I loved him, it was time to end my relationship with Jason. My heart was finally going to win out over my mind. Funny, I laughed to myself, my mind was starting to tell me that Frank was here I belonged. I still had to figure out the situation with the girls’ but I would do it one step at a time. I rinsed the washcloth, brushed my teeth, gargled, rewiped my face and hung the washcloth out to dry. I brushed my hair and left the bathroom, cutting the light off behind me.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
My Diary - Still at the Beginning
When I awoke, I was in my bed with Frank’s tee shirt on. I couldn’t have been that tired, could I? That Frank was able to get me upstairs and undressed without my waking up. I turned over to look at the time and the clock read 9:45am. Damn! Something was wrong, I couldn’t have slept this long. Just as I smacked my pillow and was about to roll over, Hope came into my bedroom. “Hey sweetie are you ok?” she asked me as she handed me some toast and a glass of orange juice. My head was too heavy to question or answer her. I laid my head back onto my pillow and closed my eyes. “Destiny, please at least drink the orange juice”, I heard Hope saying to me. I tried to lift my head from the pillow but couldn’t. Hope started screaming for Frank. I heard him come running up the stairs.
Frank lifted my head and asked if I was okay while Hope went to get her doctor’s bag. When she was sitting by my side, I teased her about her Fendi doctor bag. She told me to shut up and open my mouth. Well, I decided that I couldn’t have my mouth open and still be able to shut up. Hope reminded me that if I hadn’t been feeling so bad, she would clobber me with one of my pillows. My head felt too heavy to laugh. I opened my mouth so that she could take my temperature. Once she was satisfied that I wasn’t running a fever, she asked me what I had been eating lately. I told her and then she thought that with everything going on, my body was just asking for a rest. I told her that I would stay in bed for the rest of the day. Frank said that he would stay with me, in case I needed him. I smiled at him and then asked him for more juice. While he went downstairs to get it, I told Hope about my call to Friend and how I asked him to come over. She was amazed that I was possibly giving up a further relationship with Friend. She questioned me about this major sacrifice.
I tried to find a way to let her know that I was doing it because it was the right thing to do. However, Hope being herself knew better. She started talking to me about finally accepting love and trying to let the relationship between Frank and I grow. She felt that we all knew that Frank’s marriage was just a diversion from his true love. Hope said that Faith had told her how Frank and I had interacted as one, again. I knew that what she wasn’t saying, at least not yet, was that my choice to be the other woman was because I had built a wall so that I couldn’t be hurt again. Frank’s deception was really hard for me. I had always thought that we wanted the same thing in life. When I discovered that he had been putting holes in our condoms, I was devastastated. I couldn’t find a way to forgive or accept him.
To discourage further conversation, I told her that I was tired again. I fluffed my pillow and laid my head back, against it. I turned my side to her and closed my eyes. Hope patted me on my arm and said that Faith would be over later. I mumbled okay and closed my eyes. I could hear her and Frank talking on the stairs. She told him that he could sit the glass back in the refrigerator because I was totally tired.
Frank lifted my head and asked if I was okay while Hope went to get her doctor’s bag. When she was sitting by my side, I teased her about her Fendi doctor bag. She told me to shut up and open my mouth. Well, I decided that I couldn’t have my mouth open and still be able to shut up. Hope reminded me that if I hadn’t been feeling so bad, she would clobber me with one of my pillows. My head felt too heavy to laugh. I opened my mouth so that she could take my temperature. Once she was satisfied that I wasn’t running a fever, she asked me what I had been eating lately. I told her and then she thought that with everything going on, my body was just asking for a rest. I told her that I would stay in bed for the rest of the day. Frank said that he would stay with me, in case I needed him. I smiled at him and then asked him for more juice. While he went downstairs to get it, I told Hope about my call to Friend and how I asked him to come over. She was amazed that I was possibly giving up a further relationship with Friend. She questioned me about this major sacrifice.
I tried to find a way to let her know that I was doing it because it was the right thing to do. However, Hope being herself knew better. She started talking to me about finally accepting love and trying to let the relationship between Frank and I grow. She felt that we all knew that Frank’s marriage was just a diversion from his true love. Hope said that Faith had told her how Frank and I had interacted as one, again. I knew that what she wasn’t saying, at least not yet, was that my choice to be the other woman was because I had built a wall so that I couldn’t be hurt again. Frank’s deception was really hard for me. I had always thought that we wanted the same thing in life. When I discovered that he had been putting holes in our condoms, I was devastastated. I couldn’t find a way to forgive or accept him.
To discourage further conversation, I told her that I was tired again. I fluffed my pillow and laid my head back, against it. I turned my side to her and closed my eyes. Hope patted me on my arm and said that Faith would be over later. I mumbled okay and closed my eyes. I could hear her and Frank talking on the stairs. She told him that he could sit the glass back in the refrigerator because I was totally tired.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
My Diary - Still at the Beginning 2
My driver walked me to the elevator and waited until I had gotten in. I told him that he could take tomorrow off. With Frank here and working from home, I didn’t need him. When I got upstairs, Frank was in his room. I don’t know when but I had started referring to the den as his room. I called out to him and told him that I would be there after taking a shower. I walked into my room to find beautiful calla lilies everywhere. There were pink, purple, brown, white and yellow ones. I loved them! I didn’t know what to say. What if Frank hadn’t bought them? Really, I hoped he hadn’t but I secretly wanted them to be from him more than Friend or Justin. I searched around for a card but couldn’t find one. I started rearranging them and carrying the vases from room to room. Perfect! They would give the condo an added touch for the pictures and video, tomorrow, I thought. As I was about to carry 2 vases downstairs for the kitchen and living room, I met Frank on the staircase. He smiled at me and pulled me to him. I almost tipped over a vase and fell trying to catch it.
When I came to Frank was rubbing my head and I was lying on the couch. I just laughed and told him that I must be turning into a klutz. Frank smiled and told me that he needed to really talk with me. I grimaced, I knew the sound in his voice and he wanted to talk about his ‘situation’ that had quickly become my ‘situation’ as well. Frank told me that he knew how I felt about children but that he wanted to arrange a meeting between the three of us. That he wanted me to try and get to know his daughters. He wanted to be able to maintain a relationship with me, after he had the girls and moved. I knew what he was saying to me. I knew Frank well enough to know, that if I couldn’t have some type of relationship with his daughters then I couldn’t be a part of his life.
I sat up and asked him to get me something to drink. He asked if I wanted something strong. I laughed and thought that I could really use a strong drink but instead I asked for a glass of water. Frank went into the kitchen and pulled a bottle of Deer Park out of the refrigerator. I watched as he opened a cabinet and poured it into a glass. Amazing, how one person could really know you, I thought, as he walked back into the living room with the glass. I accepted the glass from him and took a sip. When I started to sit the glass on the table, Frank handed me a coaster. Ugh! Sometimes, his knowing me so well made me mad because it also made me love him.
Frank, I said, I would be happy to meet your daughters. I had given it some thought and knew that the time would eventually come. I had managed all these years to try and act as if they didn’t exist but I knew that I couldn’t pretend any longer. I told him about the listings that I had for him to look over. I had found quite a few homes in the areas near Hope, Faith and my mom. That way he could have the help from them when he needed it.
He seemed genuinely happy about all that I had just said to him. However, I could tell that more was on his mind. He told me that his wife’s attorney had called him and told him that she was signing over her custody to him. She wanted to continue her psychiatric treatment and that she felt with the pending criminal trials, it would help her. I was now really happy for him. I wasn’t going to drop any charges but I was happy for him. That’s when he told me that the only hold up was the fact that no one knew who the girls’ real father was. I sighed deeply and the reached for my cell phone. I didn’t hesitate or think twice about what I was going to do. Friend answered on the third ring. The sound of his voice made my heart start. Up until he answered the phone, I felt as if my heart had stopped. I had to stop him in mid sentence; I asked if he was working tomorrow. He could tell from the sound of my voice that I had something serious on mind. He told me that he would be tied up in the morning and most of the afternoon. I asked if he would be able to come to my house, after 10pm, tomorrow evening. He assured me that he would postpone his meetings, if I needed him to. I thanked him but told him that tomorrow night would be fine. I went on and asked him to bring the information about Frank’s daughters and their true paternity. I also asked him, if he would be up to meeting Frank. Friend was concerned that this was what I wanted. Although, I knew it could possibly change the relationship I had with Friend, I needed him to do this for Frank. He understood and said that he would be at my house after 10pm. I went on about how I had been feeling, physically and mentally. I told him my plans about selling and that I would be working from home. He agreed that I needed a new start and that a new home would help cheer me up. He thought my strategy to listing and showing the home was right on point. He asked me to make a doctor’s appointment and wanted to know how I had been eating. We talked for about 10 more minutes before I hung up.
Frank just looked at me, at first, and then he pulled me to him and told me that he loved me. I don’t know what it was that made me start crying, the thought that I may no longer see Friend as my private companion or the fact that I was falling back in love with Frank. Frank tilted my head back to look at me. It was more than I could take. I grabbed his hand and pulled him to me. I wanted to feel his heart beating with mine. Without words being spoken, Frank knew exactly what I wanted and how I was feeling. He just held me against his chest and allowed me to rest until I had fallen asleep.
When I came to Frank was rubbing my head and I was lying on the couch. I just laughed and told him that I must be turning into a klutz. Frank smiled and told me that he needed to really talk with me. I grimaced, I knew the sound in his voice and he wanted to talk about his ‘situation’ that had quickly become my ‘situation’ as well. Frank told me that he knew how I felt about children but that he wanted to arrange a meeting between the three of us. That he wanted me to try and get to know his daughters. He wanted to be able to maintain a relationship with me, after he had the girls and moved. I knew what he was saying to me. I knew Frank well enough to know, that if I couldn’t have some type of relationship with his daughters then I couldn’t be a part of his life.
I sat up and asked him to get me something to drink. He asked if I wanted something strong. I laughed and thought that I could really use a strong drink but instead I asked for a glass of water. Frank went into the kitchen and pulled a bottle of Deer Park out of the refrigerator. I watched as he opened a cabinet and poured it into a glass. Amazing, how one person could really know you, I thought, as he walked back into the living room with the glass. I accepted the glass from him and took a sip. When I started to sit the glass on the table, Frank handed me a coaster. Ugh! Sometimes, his knowing me so well made me mad because it also made me love him.
Frank, I said, I would be happy to meet your daughters. I had given it some thought and knew that the time would eventually come. I had managed all these years to try and act as if they didn’t exist but I knew that I couldn’t pretend any longer. I told him about the listings that I had for him to look over. I had found quite a few homes in the areas near Hope, Faith and my mom. That way he could have the help from them when he needed it.
He seemed genuinely happy about all that I had just said to him. However, I could tell that more was on his mind. He told me that his wife’s attorney had called him and told him that she was signing over her custody to him. She wanted to continue her psychiatric treatment and that she felt with the pending criminal trials, it would help her. I was now really happy for him. I wasn’t going to drop any charges but I was happy for him. That’s when he told me that the only hold up was the fact that no one knew who the girls’ real father was. I sighed deeply and the reached for my cell phone. I didn’t hesitate or think twice about what I was going to do. Friend answered on the third ring. The sound of his voice made my heart start. Up until he answered the phone, I felt as if my heart had stopped. I had to stop him in mid sentence; I asked if he was working tomorrow. He could tell from the sound of my voice that I had something serious on mind. He told me that he would be tied up in the morning and most of the afternoon. I asked if he would be able to come to my house, after 10pm, tomorrow evening. He assured me that he would postpone his meetings, if I needed him to. I thanked him but told him that tomorrow night would be fine. I went on and asked him to bring the information about Frank’s daughters and their true paternity. I also asked him, if he would be up to meeting Frank. Friend was concerned that this was what I wanted. Although, I knew it could possibly change the relationship I had with Friend, I needed him to do this for Frank. He understood and said that he would be at my house after 10pm. I went on about how I had been feeling, physically and mentally. I told him my plans about selling and that I would be working from home. He agreed that I needed a new start and that a new home would help cheer me up. He thought my strategy to listing and showing the home was right on point. He asked me to make a doctor’s appointment and wanted to know how I had been eating. We talked for about 10 more minutes before I hung up.
Frank just looked at me, at first, and then he pulled me to him and told me that he loved me. I don’t know what it was that made me start crying, the thought that I may no longer see Friend as my private companion or the fact that I was falling back in love with Frank. Frank tilted my head back to look at me. It was more than I could take. I grabbed his hand and pulled him to me. I wanted to feel his heart beating with mine. Without words being spoken, Frank knew exactly what I wanted and how I was feeling. He just held me against his chest and allowed me to rest until I had fallen asleep.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
My Diary - Still at the Beginning 2
As I got out of my car, I knew that this shit was getting out of hand. I would really have to let Friend know how confined, I was starting to become. This would send him into a faster pace with his people. I walked into the lawyer’s building and gave my name to the receptionist. She told me that Samantha’s office was on the 3rd floor and she would buzz me up. I thanked her and got on the elevator. After pressing the button for the 3rd floor, I thought about my life again. It seemed to be on the elevator, in the car, back to the elevator and all over again. I didn’t know what was making me so grumpy but I didn’t like it. Maybe I was the one that needed psychiatric testing, I laughed.
When I stepped off the elevator, I was really impressed. The hardwood floors and marble desk tops were beautiful. I was going to be sure and ask who designed this office. I would ask them to do my next house and possibly Faith and Hope’s new offices. I had never met Samantha but I thought it was her I saw, as she sat in the office with a client. I sat down and picked up Black Enterprise to read. It was showcasing a female dentist from Washington, Dc. The article was very interesting. I then thought about the fact that the receptionist didn’t give me any forms to fill out. I got up and walked back to her desk. I asked her shouldn’t I fill out any information for payment. She asked my name again and I repeated it for her. She just smiled at me and said that my bill had been taken care off. I knew immediately what that meant. I thanked her and went back to my seat. I took my cell phone out of my Hogan Woody Media tote and called Friend. He didn’t answer, so I left a message. I hung up and couldn’t believe that for me to have 3 men in my life, at least 2 of them seemed unavailable. Oh well, I thought, what’s a woman to do. I sat back and took in the rest of the décor. It really was amazing the warmth and comfortability of the office was great. Just then I felt a funny feeling in my stomach. I wasn’t sure what it was but knew that I would need to get something to eat and fast. I looked around and spotted a table with coffee and pastry. I got up and went to get a pastry. Just as I went to put it into my mouth, the lady I thought was Samantha called me. Damn It! I thought but didn’t put the pastry down.
I followed her into her office. Samantha was quite easy to talk with. It seemed as if I was talking to Faith or Hope. She took notes and even laughed at different times throughout the story. She felt with all the evidence I had, we had a solid case against Frank’s wife. I didn’t have any doubt that my case was solid, though. I didn’t practice the law but I knew it. I thanked Samantha, asked her to tell Friend that I would get back with him and left.
It wasn’t until I was on the elevator, yet again, that I realized that I hadn’t called my driver. When I attempted to call him, I couldn’t get service from any of my phones. I put all but one of my phones away and decided to cal from the lobby. When the elevator reached the ground floor, I got off and walked to the front door. Just as I was going to call my driver, I saw him waiting outside. Always the faithful, I laughed and went to the car. Just as he went to close the door, I thought that I glimpsed the same black car that had been following me. I couldn’t be sure and as quickly as I thought I saw it, the car was gone.
I decided to brush that thought from my head as I had to concentrate on work. It took us almost an hour to get across town. At this time of the day, traffic seemed to be the worst.
I hadn’t realized that we were at my office, until I heard my driver calling me. Guess, that I had closed my eyes and that was all I wrote. Between last night and this morning, my body needed the rest. My dreams were till full of the pig’s head, the black car, Frank’s wife and someone in a mask. I thought I recognized the voice of the masked man but couldn’t be sure. I had too much to deal with to try and be analyzing my dreams, now,
When the car stopped, I got out and hurried upstairs. Once upstairs, I met with my whole staff. I wanted everyone to know that I was listing my condo and that only I could approve the viewings. I also told them that I would only be working 3 days a week in the upcoming month. I answered their questions as best as I could. When the meeting was over I called, Brandi, Brianna and Melody into my office. I explained to Brandi that I needed the list of applicants to interview. I wanted her to know that I really needed someone to cover her hours. She gave me her list of candidates. Melody suggested a temporary associate that we had used from a Temp agency that worked with us on various occasions by the name of Raevyn. I told Melody that I really liked that suggestion. I asked Brianna to call and schedule an interview. I had Brandi call and schedule for the photographer to meet me at the condo tomorrow to take pictures. By this time I was exhausted and hungry. I asked that they call me at the condo tomorrow. I told them that I would be working from home. I gathered up the paperwork I would need and left.
Pulling up in front of my condo building, I couldn’t wait to put it on the market. The condo that I had been so proud to purchase was now becoming like a prison to me. I just always seemed to have a sinking feeling when I arrived. Even when my door was closed, I no longer felt safe. Thank goodness, Frank hadn’t moved out, yet. I knew that was coming soon, though. I had listings and was ready to show them to him, if possible, tomorrow. I had also been able to schedule for the photographer to come and take pictures. My housekeeper was coming early to do a thorough cleaning. I wanted my spiral staircase to be waxed. I intended on not only posting pictures of my condo but also showcasing a virtual tour. This way people could see my condo without having to come and actually see it.
When I stepped off the elevator, I was really impressed. The hardwood floors and marble desk tops were beautiful. I was going to be sure and ask who designed this office. I would ask them to do my next house and possibly Faith and Hope’s new offices. I had never met Samantha but I thought it was her I saw, as she sat in the office with a client. I sat down and picked up Black Enterprise to read. It was showcasing a female dentist from Washington, Dc. The article was very interesting. I then thought about the fact that the receptionist didn’t give me any forms to fill out. I got up and walked back to her desk. I asked her shouldn’t I fill out any information for payment. She asked my name again and I repeated it for her. She just smiled at me and said that my bill had been taken care off. I knew immediately what that meant. I thanked her and went back to my seat. I took my cell phone out of my Hogan Woody Media tote and called Friend. He didn’t answer, so I left a message. I hung up and couldn’t believe that for me to have 3 men in my life, at least 2 of them seemed unavailable. Oh well, I thought, what’s a woman to do. I sat back and took in the rest of the décor. It really was amazing the warmth and comfortability of the office was great. Just then I felt a funny feeling in my stomach. I wasn’t sure what it was but knew that I would need to get something to eat and fast. I looked around and spotted a table with coffee and pastry. I got up and went to get a pastry. Just as I went to put it into my mouth, the lady I thought was Samantha called me. Damn It! I thought but didn’t put the pastry down.
I followed her into her office. Samantha was quite easy to talk with. It seemed as if I was talking to Faith or Hope. She took notes and even laughed at different times throughout the story. She felt with all the evidence I had, we had a solid case against Frank’s wife. I didn’t have any doubt that my case was solid, though. I didn’t practice the law but I knew it. I thanked Samantha, asked her to tell Friend that I would get back with him and left.
It wasn’t until I was on the elevator, yet again, that I realized that I hadn’t called my driver. When I attempted to call him, I couldn’t get service from any of my phones. I put all but one of my phones away and decided to cal from the lobby. When the elevator reached the ground floor, I got off and walked to the front door. Just as I was going to call my driver, I saw him waiting outside. Always the faithful, I laughed and went to the car. Just as he went to close the door, I thought that I glimpsed the same black car that had been following me. I couldn’t be sure and as quickly as I thought I saw it, the car was gone.
I decided to brush that thought from my head as I had to concentrate on work. It took us almost an hour to get across town. At this time of the day, traffic seemed to be the worst.
I hadn’t realized that we were at my office, until I heard my driver calling me. Guess, that I had closed my eyes and that was all I wrote. Between last night and this morning, my body needed the rest. My dreams were till full of the pig’s head, the black car, Frank’s wife and someone in a mask. I thought I recognized the voice of the masked man but couldn’t be sure. I had too much to deal with to try and be analyzing my dreams, now,
When the car stopped, I got out and hurried upstairs. Once upstairs, I met with my whole staff. I wanted everyone to know that I was listing my condo and that only I could approve the viewings. I also told them that I would only be working 3 days a week in the upcoming month. I answered their questions as best as I could. When the meeting was over I called, Brandi, Brianna and Melody into my office. I explained to Brandi that I needed the list of applicants to interview. I wanted her to know that I really needed someone to cover her hours. She gave me her list of candidates. Melody suggested a temporary associate that we had used from a Temp agency that worked with us on various occasions by the name of Raevyn. I told Melody that I really liked that suggestion. I asked Brianna to call and schedule an interview. I had Brandi call and schedule for the photographer to meet me at the condo tomorrow to take pictures. By this time I was exhausted and hungry. I asked that they call me at the condo tomorrow. I told them that I would be working from home. I gathered up the paperwork I would need and left.
Pulling up in front of my condo building, I couldn’t wait to put it on the market. The condo that I had been so proud to purchase was now becoming like a prison to me. I just always seemed to have a sinking feeling when I arrived. Even when my door was closed, I no longer felt safe. Thank goodness, Frank hadn’t moved out, yet. I knew that was coming soon, though. I had listings and was ready to show them to him, if possible, tomorrow. I had also been able to schedule for the photographer to come and take pictures. My housekeeper was coming early to do a thorough cleaning. I wanted my spiral staircase to be waxed. I intended on not only posting pictures of my condo but also showcasing a virtual tour. This way people could see my condo without having to come and actually see it.
Friday, September 26, 2008
My Diary - Still at the Beginning
The phone on the nightstand rang. When I heard it, I opened my eyes and glanced at the clock. It read exactly 12:30pm. “Great” was all I could think. The phone had stopped ringing before I had a chance to answer it. I figured it was the front desk giving me my wake up call, so I wasn’t worried. I heard Justin in the other room, on the phone. I got out of bed and went into the bathroom. My body seemed real heavy. It felt like I was being held down by a ton of bricks. I tried to shake it off, but couldn’t. I turned the shower on and stepped into it. The hot water just barely woke me up. I figured that I would make a doctor’s appointment when I got the chance. Either that or spend a day in bed. When I had finished my shower and moisturizing my body, I got dressed. I had wrapped my hair into a doobee and would pull it down when my driver was outside. I went into the sitting room with Justin. He was still on the phone and going over some papers he had spread out onto the table. I poured myself another mimosa and turned on my cell phones. I had 2 messages. I glanced over at Justin and he winked at me. I smiled back, blew him a kiss and then pressed my message button to retrieve my calls. The first call was from the attorney, Samantha. In all my haste, I had forgotten about her. The second message was from Frank. He wanted to make sure I was ok and if I had pulled the house listings for him. I felt really bad at that moment.
I should have called him last night and told him not to expect me. Oh well, I thought, as I texted him that I would call him once I got into the office. I then called Samantha’s office. I wanted to know the earliest that I could stop by. Her secretary told me that I could come by between 2 and 3pm. I agreed on 2pm and then called into my office. I informed Melody that I would be late. I told her my itinerary and wanted to make sure that it was possible for me to come in later. For some reason, I couldn’t remember if I had anyone scheduled to meet me. Melody put me on conference with Brianna and Brandi. They said they could hold everything down until I got there. When I hung up, I made myself a mental note to buy 3 passes to the all day spa as a treat for them. They had really been holding down the fort. My cell phone rang and the caller Id said it was my car phone. I answered it and my driver said he was downstairs. I started brushing my hair down, as soon as I hung up with him. I then went to get my bags. Justin was still on the phone, discussing some figures. I kissed him and he motioned that he would call me. I nodded my head and left.
As I rode the elevator downstairs, I knew I was going back to reality. Nothing could be more truer than when I stepped into the sunlight. The busy streets were a pleasant welcome to reality. Before I got into the car, I stopped to watch as people hurried about their ways, screamed at each other, screamed at the cars around them and just screamed in general. I knew that there would never be a place I would ever wish to live or work other than the NY. My driver looked down at me and smiled. His green eyes danced against his gray hair. My driver was a retired state trooper. My dad and him worked together in the same squad, they even retired together. I think that’s the main reason, I always felt so safe around him. If he didn’t have the gray hair, no one would ever know he was in his 60’s. He had the body and stamina of a 30 year old. He loved working for me. This had been the most that I have used him in over a year. I always kept him on-call and paid a retainer fee, in order to do so. I climbed into the car and he closed the door.
I asked him to pass me the car phone. I was anxious to call Frank and see how his day was going. His phone didn’t ring but went straight to voicemail. I left him a message that I would call him as soon as I left the lawyer’s office. I lay my head back and thought about how crazy my life had been over the last four months. I couldn’t quite figure out when my life had become so out of order. I knew that even before I consulted Friend, I was going to put my condo on the market. I loved it and the set-up; it’s just that with all the confusion, I was really ready to start over. I was going to list it as soon as I got back to the office. I would just have to be very selective about the viewings. Although, I hadn’t had any stalking incidents in a few weeks, I couldn’t be sure. My driver told me that he would have to circle the block a few times or I could jump out and run into the lawyer’s office. His speaking to me broke my train of thought. I figured that I may as well just get out and let him look for a place to park. I told him that I would get out and let him find a place to park. If it was easier for him, I would call him and then come outside when he came onto the block. He agreed.
I should have called him last night and told him not to expect me. Oh well, I thought, as I texted him that I would call him once I got into the office. I then called Samantha’s office. I wanted to know the earliest that I could stop by. Her secretary told me that I could come by between 2 and 3pm. I agreed on 2pm and then called into my office. I informed Melody that I would be late. I told her my itinerary and wanted to make sure that it was possible for me to come in later. For some reason, I couldn’t remember if I had anyone scheduled to meet me. Melody put me on conference with Brianna and Brandi. They said they could hold everything down until I got there. When I hung up, I made myself a mental note to buy 3 passes to the all day spa as a treat for them. They had really been holding down the fort. My cell phone rang and the caller Id said it was my car phone. I answered it and my driver said he was downstairs. I started brushing my hair down, as soon as I hung up with him. I then went to get my bags. Justin was still on the phone, discussing some figures. I kissed him and he motioned that he would call me. I nodded my head and left.
As I rode the elevator downstairs, I knew I was going back to reality. Nothing could be more truer than when I stepped into the sunlight. The busy streets were a pleasant welcome to reality. Before I got into the car, I stopped to watch as people hurried about their ways, screamed at each other, screamed at the cars around them and just screamed in general. I knew that there would never be a place I would ever wish to live or work other than the NY. My driver looked down at me and smiled. His green eyes danced against his gray hair. My driver was a retired state trooper. My dad and him worked together in the same squad, they even retired together. I think that’s the main reason, I always felt so safe around him. If he didn’t have the gray hair, no one would ever know he was in his 60’s. He had the body and stamina of a 30 year old. He loved working for me. This had been the most that I have used him in over a year. I always kept him on-call and paid a retainer fee, in order to do so. I climbed into the car and he closed the door.
I asked him to pass me the car phone. I was anxious to call Frank and see how his day was going. His phone didn’t ring but went straight to voicemail. I left him a message that I would call him as soon as I left the lawyer’s office. I lay my head back and thought about how crazy my life had been over the last four months. I couldn’t quite figure out when my life had become so out of order. I knew that even before I consulted Friend, I was going to put my condo on the market. I loved it and the set-up; it’s just that with all the confusion, I was really ready to start over. I was going to list it as soon as I got back to the office. I would just have to be very selective about the viewings. Although, I hadn’t had any stalking incidents in a few weeks, I couldn’t be sure. My driver told me that he would have to circle the block a few times or I could jump out and run into the lawyer’s office. His speaking to me broke my train of thought. I figured that I may as well just get out and let him look for a place to park. I told him that I would get out and let him find a place to park. If it was easier for him, I would call him and then come outside when he came onto the block. He agreed.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
My Diary - The Beginning
He laughed and said he did that out of habit. I turned and bent my head to put the shower cap on. When I came back up to tuck my hair better, Justin was right in front of me. I looked up into his eyes. I believe that the eyes can’t lie whereas words can. Justin looked like he was in heaven. The look that he had in his eyes, made me smile. I was happy to be with him at that moment. He hugged me and I returned it. I stood on my tippy toes to kiss him. He kissed me back as he guided me into the shower. We washed and rinsed each other off. I knew it wouldn’t turn into another fucking session, although I was ready if it did. This time, when we got out of the shower, I dried Justin off. He stood there and just took in the soft movements of my hand. When I dried his dick off, he got hard again. “Uhh” was all I could think. I loved his body; I loved the bodies of men. I was ready, I felt my pussy start to throb but Justin just took me and laid me on the bed. He laid beside me, spooned and pulled the covers up over us. I knew that it wasn’t the end of our session, just the break. I pulled his arms around me and went to sleep.
I was awaken the next morning by the smell of eggs, bacon and pancakes. The smell of the bacon made me jump up and run into the bathroom. I had just enough time to lock both doors and cut the water on. I bent my heard over the toilet and started vomiting. My insides were shaking. I wondered how long it would be, before the smell of bacon no longer made me sick. Justin started calling my name through the door. I’ll be right out, I screamed before I started hurling in the toilet again. After, I was finished; I flushed the toilet and then started brushing my teeth. I brushed my hair and then washed my face. I felt like I was ready to join him. I unlocked both doors and went into the sitting room. Justin came to me and asked if I was alright. I assured him that I was and that the bacon made me feel sick. I didn’t go into the reason behind it, because Friend had warned me to not discuss it. I didn’t know why but I took that to mean Justin, too. I know that I just didn’t like discussing much of my life with him. No reality. Justin just looked at me and then turned his back. I didn’t have enough time to read the look in his eyes but I decided not to worry about it. When I sat down at the table next to him, I realized that I hadn’t put on at least my bathrobe. Justin saw me looking at myself and asked me not to put anything on. He said that he loved my body and wanted to enjoy breakfast just looking at me. I smiled and then told him, if he wanted to finish breakfast he had better keep his bottoms and bathrobe on. We laughed and started eating. I, again, beat him finishing breakfast. I saw that there was a tray with the top still on. I got up, went to the cart and lifted the top.
It was more strawberries and cream. I squealed like a baby and carried the tray to the table. Justin shook his head in laughter as he handed me a mimosa. I took it and then started right into my strawberries. I had just gotten to the last one when Justin took my hand and led me from the table. I knew what he had on his mind because he had the can of whip crème in his hand. When we got into the bedroom, he asked me to lay down. I obeyed him with no hesitation. Once I was on the bed, he sprayed the whipped crème on my titties and on my pussy. The coldness of the crème made my body shiver. Justin started sucking my titties and playing in my pussy.
I was glad that I had gotten some sleep. I knew with Justin, fucking could take place all day long. Once, my titties had no more crème on them, he licked his way down to my pussy. He didn’t stop to play with my belly button, like I liked. He went straight for his platter. He sucked the juice of the crème from upon my hairs. Once that was all gone, he then stuck his tongue in my pussy. I was delighted and screamed from the pleasure of his wet but warm tongue. The more he played in my pussy with his tongue the more I squirmed. I pulled on his head, on the sheets and then wrapped my legs tightly around his neck. He ate me until I came. When I had finished cumming, he unlocked my legs, put on a condom and then he took his long hard dick and placed it in my wet pussy. He wanted to fuck me missionary style and I liked it. He had total control of me and our fucking. I felt his body begin to shake. I lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulders. He kissed my legs and held my waist as his body shook violently while he called my name. I lay back in total exhaustion. When I rolled over I looked at the clock. It read 11:00am; I knew that I had an hour and half before I needed to get up. Justin kissed me on the check and went into the bathroom. My eyes became heavy as I heard him turn on the shower and I fell asleep.
I was awaken the next morning by the smell of eggs, bacon and pancakes. The smell of the bacon made me jump up and run into the bathroom. I had just enough time to lock both doors and cut the water on. I bent my heard over the toilet and started vomiting. My insides were shaking. I wondered how long it would be, before the smell of bacon no longer made me sick. Justin started calling my name through the door. I’ll be right out, I screamed before I started hurling in the toilet again. After, I was finished; I flushed the toilet and then started brushing my teeth. I brushed my hair and then washed my face. I felt like I was ready to join him. I unlocked both doors and went into the sitting room. Justin came to me and asked if I was alright. I assured him that I was and that the bacon made me feel sick. I didn’t go into the reason behind it, because Friend had warned me to not discuss it. I didn’t know why but I took that to mean Justin, too. I know that I just didn’t like discussing much of my life with him. No reality. Justin just looked at me and then turned his back. I didn’t have enough time to read the look in his eyes but I decided not to worry about it. When I sat down at the table next to him, I realized that I hadn’t put on at least my bathrobe. Justin saw me looking at myself and asked me not to put anything on. He said that he loved my body and wanted to enjoy breakfast just looking at me. I smiled and then told him, if he wanted to finish breakfast he had better keep his bottoms and bathrobe on. We laughed and started eating. I, again, beat him finishing breakfast. I saw that there was a tray with the top still on. I got up, went to the cart and lifted the top.
It was more strawberries and cream. I squealed like a baby and carried the tray to the table. Justin shook his head in laughter as he handed me a mimosa. I took it and then started right into my strawberries. I had just gotten to the last one when Justin took my hand and led me from the table. I knew what he had on his mind because he had the can of whip crème in his hand. When we got into the bedroom, he asked me to lay down. I obeyed him with no hesitation. Once I was on the bed, he sprayed the whipped crème on my titties and on my pussy. The coldness of the crème made my body shiver. Justin started sucking my titties and playing in my pussy.
I was glad that I had gotten some sleep. I knew with Justin, fucking could take place all day long. Once, my titties had no more crème on them, he licked his way down to my pussy. He didn’t stop to play with my belly button, like I liked. He went straight for his platter. He sucked the juice of the crème from upon my hairs. Once that was all gone, he then stuck his tongue in my pussy. I was delighted and screamed from the pleasure of his wet but warm tongue. The more he played in my pussy with his tongue the more I squirmed. I pulled on his head, on the sheets and then wrapped my legs tightly around his neck. He ate me until I came. When I had finished cumming, he unlocked my legs, put on a condom and then he took his long hard dick and placed it in my wet pussy. He wanted to fuck me missionary style and I liked it. He had total control of me and our fucking. I felt his body begin to shake. I lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulders. He kissed my legs and held my waist as his body shook violently while he called my name. I lay back in total exhaustion. When I rolled over I looked at the clock. It read 11:00am; I knew that I had an hour and half before I needed to get up. Justin kissed me on the check and went into the bathroom. My eyes became heavy as I heard him turn on the shower and I fell asleep.
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