OMG! I so thought that I wouldn’t be able to write this blog story, for I’ve had a horrible bout of writer’s block. I had no ideas all week. I was trying to figure out where I go from chapter 8s end. As I was trying to sleep last weekend, it came to me, at least part of it. But this week again, no idea on how to continue.
You know, I used to wonder what it would be like to have two men. No longer wondering, and I’m lost in my feelings. I close my eyes and get lost in the love presently surrounding me. I know Raj loves me more than he can say. However, he does express it well.
I had briefly thought about this when Charlie and I first started being intimate. But I just figured it was a passing thing. Just curiosity because we had been friends for so long. We knew everything about each other. We had sleepovers and had never touched each other intimately until six months ago. No one ever believed us, but it was true. I often wondered what had changed in the last six months that didn’t exist before. I didn’t have a clue.
‘Baujee,’ I’m shocked. She called him that. I’m not allowed to. I have to call him Mr. Arya. I know exactly who the voice belongs to and am wondering why Raj would tell me to call. I never call become coming over. The other women who date the Arya sons don’t call. I’m starting to feel unwanted. I was about to leave and go home, but Mrs. Riya Arya walked right to me.
I open my eyes, wondering why I felt like I had weights over my legs and chest. I feel crushed between two walls. I take a deep breath and try to move. The pressure is unyielding; it moved with me.
“What the fuck?” I mumble. I hear groaning, and the weight across my chest releases me. I scoot towards the top of my bed and look around. “Raj, Charles?” I whisper and rub my eyes.
Peace and Love Everyone! I hope you all have had a great week. Mine hasn’t been anything out of the ordinary. I did go to a family gathering this week. It’s always great to see people you haven’t see in years. This spark my poetry writing again, so I figured I would share. So, I’ve…
Peace and Love Everyone! Hope you’ve had a great week and an even better weekend. We’re nearing to the end of my short story ‘Moments’. Only one more chapter to go. I thought of continuing the story but, I feel it’s meant to be a short one. I hope you’re enjoying Lily and Dakota’s Moments…
Peace and Love Everyone! Hope you’ve had a great week. It took me a while to write this chapter. I had to figure out how far I would take this short story. I believe it will only last for the month of August. I have another story that fits the going back to school theme….
“So inappropriate. This is neither the time nor the place for this. And don’t try to use my feelings for you to get over.”
“I know it’s not the place, but I didn’t think you would say yes to dinner. And I wouldn’t use your feelings, that would be absolutely stupid. You’d skewer me just to make a point.”
Why do so many things in my life make me want to scream? Some of them were more pleasurable than others, some downright frustrating. She didn’t need this, not now after her mother has been nagging her to find love.
Peace & Love Everyone! Hope you’ve have a great week. Thank you for making The World of Dreamers part of it. I’m back with the last chapter. Hope you’ve enjoyed our journey with Daphne and Angelo. I certainly enjoyed creating it. Chapter 17 “Matt, tell me what happened.” “Just come on. You need to get…
The silence between the two that stretched. Knowing what Chance has been through made Daphne feel for him. Not enough to give up her power, but she understood. If this is what he was feeling after losing his gift at a young age, she couldn’t imagine what others. How did the adults who were stripped feel? Dreamers had created their own worst nightmare.