Painless Love Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Painless Love Chapter 3

... flashy-like and sparkly designations of blue and yellow decking and adorning it up. We are also carrying sealed and light-weight purses. “I don’t really know, but I want you to know that it will close up no sooner than midnight slips by.” Huh? Way up till midnight? So what, Mirth-y! Keep your shitty mouth shut! Up even! I am a tad bit angry and furious all because of her. I stand still and freeze all of a sudden and abruptly. I think I have seen him. What is he supposed to be doing here? Oh, he is the man who is with Marie de Pierre instead. But he looks like Charles Berlusconi? I hate thinking that after all that we have been through he would still bother to come around and annoy here. Doesn’t he think that we have trashed each other up already enough. Trashed, Tori? Yes. Trashed straight into the bin! Like some piece of shit…….or rubbish! This is how it was like: Right from the start, I loved the boy by then blended into a man quietly and calmly still. Not right from our very first ncounter. But I was always like, “This one would go perfect with me.” Then what made me change my mind, huh? First, I saw the conduct and behavior of his friends at that point in time. I just didn’t match and harmonize with it. They were…kind of sort of grossly uncivilized and abhorrently barbaric in some way that even nature had not in any way thinkable ordained. Then I guessed that I was to surely expect that from him also. And was I kind of wrong about that? Sort of…..but then yes, I really ...

... and truthfully was. They were all much the same….I couldn’t stand or tolerate it. What better way than to distance myself and undo all that love and feelings that I had fastened immovable before myself and him. Then Charles went on seeking every way and means possible to make me jealous and helpless so that I could…….I don’t know. I would see him with A, then with B, then with C…..until there was D whom he proposed to and strictly began dating. Oh yes! She saw me as her potential and un-resting rival and enemy, kind of that way. I simply didn’t care about her and her spiteful attitude flaunted at me—I accepted whatever mean nasty damn things she chucked straight at my table. I really was helpless and horrible in those days and times. I was woefully hurt and bleeding heavily too. I wasn’t filled with jealous really……..but that I had allowed something of this menacing nature to happen and befall me in the first place. So what did I do? Mirth came along. She kicked in into my life and being at this particular point in time. We then merged and unified as two alive and pushing in one. I was perishing. Both Charles wanted to see that I was done to nothingness with, and Mr. Pearl Genius (just his ridiculous nickname) was playing his game of doom and helplessness at me. He is a whiz man-kid genius really, the next Great Albert Einstein of our coming Newest Age in Science and Inventions. He was like, “Don’t think I am dumb, Tori……….I am just playing it smart……….smarter than you played ...