As we were – youthful, vulnerable, spontaneous, adventurous – the world should have stood still and time should have remained indiscreet. If walls could talk, truly, they would remind you of the love that was true. They would remind you of how safe I felt in your arms and how happy I was in ecstasy, … More Miles away
Cupid’s bow is supposed to be an old myth
But it hit me straight in my center
It took me down with one shot
That one look showed it all … More Cupid’s Bow
As Desire sat at her desk, working on some reports, she receives a message on her phone. It was him. She reads it. It was sudden. he had to read it over and over. She didn’t send a response. Time passed and she let it slide with the time.
Then he called her later and said, “I dropped you a message. Check it”.
She could have said to him, ‘I know, I read it already’ but because she hadn’t quite digested his message, let alone come up with the right response, she simply said “Ok”.
So on her drive home, she called him. “Can you talk?” … More Familiar Stranger: Series 10
He touched her hand on her lap so gently. “I know”.
She moved her hand beneath his. “You seem like a really nice guy and I want it to remain just that. These impressions you laying on me aren’t welcome. I can’t deal with it. I’m ready for that”.
“Now this is a part of you I don’t know. The other side of you I want to know. I want to know your story so that I can better appreciate you, when you talk and what informs your decisions. I asked you about the home front once and from your hesitation, I could sense that something isn’t well”. … More Familiar Stranger: Series 9
“You need a massage”.
“No, I’m fine”. Her eyes momentarily shot open. She didn’t see how that came into the conversation.
“I know you are. Sit here. I’ll give you a quick rub”, he volunteered, standing from his chair and offering it to me.
“No, really, I’m fine”, she insisted.
“I know. It’ll be quick. Just sit here”.
There was no point arguing about it. She let him put his hands on me and get it over with. She shudder even more at the thought of his hands on her. But she sat and he began to rub her neck. His hands were firm, strong yet it felt tender on the back of her neck. Steadily, he massaged her neck, moving across to her shoulder. She would have enjoyed the massage if it wasn’t for that pressing tingle in her pelvic. She really needed to go. … More Familiar Stranger: Series 8
Tunji studied her body language as she spoke about music. He realized it brought out a side to her he’d never seen before. She was always so edgy about almost everything but the two things he’d noticed made her smile – her children and music. He smiled at the realization of this new familiarity about her. He loved that she was simple yet exotic and impressionably giving away.
“Beautiful”, he snapped her out of her growing fantasy. She wiped the smile off her face and adjusted in her sit. “I used to be impressionable too way back in school but it had to die a natural death. The inspiration wasn’t so inspiring anymore”. … More Familiar Stranger: Series 7
“I see. So tell me about you”.
“I thought this was to be a karaoke hang out”.
“Yes, but that only opens on Fridays. We can do it this Friday if you want”, he added.
“No no no!” Desire jumped. “This works just fine”.
He smiled, almost as though he’d just read her mind.
“Ok so you know my name and what I do for a living. You also know what my hobby is. Besides that, there isn’t much to tell”, she narrated dryly.
“True, I know all that – lucky me. What I would like to know is what I don’t know about you already. It doesn’t have to be official”. … More Familiar Stranger: Series 6