Painless Love Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Painless Love Chapter 1

... am so much interested and absorbed in Hollywood and its glamorous celebrities. I do work for some Paparazzi agency here in Las Vegas part time. I lost Charles. He lost me. We both lost each other, but the beautiful truth is that I would never be more happier than I am now if I were with him. He has got another totally different life from mine. He wants to be a Pastor, I dare hear. He wants to be The Ladies’ Best Man, I dare unravel. I want to embrace and love Hollywood. There is no way we can fit in together like this. I will want to write and scrawl all latest celebrity articles, and he will be just there, telling me I should rather stop my nonsense and sing for him ‘Amazing Grace’ continually. I will want to fan and follow my favorite stars, and he will be ever looking upon them and their achievements to be nothing other than the works and master-crack-pieces and organizations of the Great Illuminati itself. I will be a wicked remediless devil before his very eyes and face. I just don’t mean to say that I cannot be spiritual and very much godly focused. I can be! But we will and shall evermore be very different in deeds and tastes. I want to eat the Bologna sandwich. He wants hell-names-what inexistent sandwich. “I am not thinking about Charles Berlusconi, Courtney. Or maybe you want me to start drooling and falling madly in love with him all over again?” “No, Tori. I didn’t say that.” “Then don’t make me think about him another time. Or if you dare do, know that he ...

... is not the most important thing that matters to me in my life right now. You hear that, chocolate girl?” “Sure, candy sexy Tori.” “Thanks by the way. Who told you I am hot damn candy sexy?” “Don’t talk as if I don’t get around to see you strutting about naked on your way to the Jacuzzi. You have a so hot body just like mine that you should let it be enjoyed and relished by dudes.” “Not for now, silly intelligent girl. Drop the act—please, I add kindly.” “Fine.” She has almost given up on me. Wow! This neighborhood is the most perfect and to some dimension not roughly noiseless. I have lived in places before that were noisy and drumming incessantly like a rock musical concert that starts without any sure and distinct ending. At least everyone here seems to be minding their own business. Or if they are not, they are not all that overly snoopy doggy type so as to make a living out of spying on other people’s lives and advancements and downfalls. I know what I am describing here. I have met and seen it with my very own eyes before! “So, girl, what do you think ‘bout falling in love this time around again?” Courtney asks me noiselessly and gently calm. I am thinking……Tori falling in love again? It would be wonderfully cool. But whom does this has to be this time ‘round? “I don’t know. What about you?” “You deserve to be in love, man! Go think it all over again.” I laugh out loud. “I have waited for this moment so long. To be twenty-five, and free, and to fall so deep in love ...