Chapter 1
CHAPTER ONE1
...Once upon a time, no no no i do not think that is a better way to write this story, my story. Please do not judge i never imagine falling out of it myself, it turns out to be a movie for me, yes, a movie i never wrote, a movie far from what i use to expect since i was a kid, to a teenager beginning to fall in love.
Sunny sunday nothing good would have come out of it if i did sit at home, so i rather go to the beach and ahh Mingle of course. A Short denim skirt and a very sexy bodysuit to send out the "ready to mingle" signal Feeling, with the beach cool breeze and creating a fairytale in my head, meeting a prince charming that has never been in existence. Yeah, its basically just me acting both the prince and the whatever girl i wanted to be, and then,
"Hi..
oh hi..
I responded nervously to not a prince but a definate musculine guy, tall and handsome, wearing a blue beach short, (i think that was what it was) his eyes, deep and barely seen, i could see the shy face, lips already seducing mine imaginarily. Bearded face but not a hairy one but it all appears so perfect in my sight, at that moment i just wanted to get banged already. Psst, say whatever, my bestfriend calls me a slut most of the time.
We both walked in the restroom and locked the door with the key seen, we don't care, we just wanna fuck right now. We kissed aggressively, he walked with his fingers across my skirt, in between my legs he went further until i felt the long awaited gasp of pleasure. Uhmmm they do magic. He turned me over and his moaning language was the best communication i ever understood. The absolute best.
This scenrio you just read was just all in my head, it never really happened.
In his blue beach short, he asked if i'd prefer a coconut drink or a cocktail,awww what a gentle sweet guy.
Coconut i picked, he bought me one and we both took a walk around the beach.
He is fun! I enjoyed every step we took there, i use to be a fan of the day getting dark, but not that particular day, i desprately prayed for night not to come, but soon everywehere turned into a part that didnt listen when God commanded light into form.
"We should do this again'.. he said, " but maybe at my place this time?" i agreed, i mean who wouldn't ? That is like not a hundred percent dream come through but atleast, the beginning of something interesting and fun for me.
I got home as late as 11:37pm that night, "What is wrong with you Tima"? such late hour i told myself, to be sure i still have some discipline in me, cause i have literally scolded my self every single night and still repeat the act of keeping late night. I got in the shower, had a bath, rolled a blunt, lighted up and draw on.
