3 months gone and I have been working so hard to keep my standards around my neighborhood, I couldn't let the dogs out yet and also couldn't risk been noticed, in the midst of my control and my thoughts, I received an invitation for a neighborhood party, I decided to grace it; there were so many in attendance, from prestigious, sexy, and influential ladies and gentlemen from different works of life; while I let my eyes travel round the room, I spotted a glowing damsel all by herself in her space, sipping from a glass of red wine that she held elegantly, I could see how gently she placed the glass on her lips, gulping gently and with a certain sexy attitude, I was swept off with all of the gestures, she controlled 90 percent of the attention with her composure, i started tripping immediately so i walked up to her, introduced myself and we had a short but detailed conversation, I realized she was just two blocks away from mine, and I took some seconds to ponder, how can't i have noticed such a stunning personality, I felt the heat while we stood close. Maybe my senses are tingling and I practically had to clear my thoughts. The party came to an end, and i walked her home talking briefly about the party and neighbors.
The next morning, I thought it would be an awesome idea checking up on her, just when I was about knocking on the door, she opened the door gently, yes; she was dressed up for work.
We had a little chat and exchanged numbers, for a week no one said a word.
The second week she followed me on Twitter and liked all of my tweets, they weren't that much, hilarious? I know that feeling. There I was filled with so much happiness, yet ignored;oh yes I didn't respond.
A month had passed, I didn't see nor hear from her, I got worried I had to call. Yes, I had to call first.
Her voice was gentle, for some seconds i got lost of words. You could tell she was in pains because she had lost her dear dad, but i could only hear the softness and not the pain in her voice, we talked for a while and hung up. For days i wished for her return, my thoughts fileld with fantasies of how I want to make her mine, and all the beautiful things I would want to show her. But they were mare fantasies and might just end in my thoughts.
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HER FERTISH
RomanceA story of an amazing successful lady, Caily. She always had a fetish, but couldn't figure out what It actually was till she met her neighbor Samantha, who was amazingly beautiful and one of the hottest tomboys she ever came across, what was in for...
