The Plain Girl - Chapter 6: Crash Recovery - Sex Stories

The Plain Girl - Chapter 6: Crash Recovery

... for Karla to step up to the plate. “Sort it out. Where did this desire to be a cook come from to begin with? What is it that you really wanted to get out of all this? You start with gusto and three years later it all seems flat. What has changed? Cooking certainly hasn’t, so you can’t blame it on the trade. What happened to the girl who didn’t know the difference between a Flambé and a Soufflé, but was just dying to find out everything about it?” “She is gone,” Karla softly replied. “Well, the girl who you seem to be now will be gone soon as well. Once you have fed her all that she wants and desires, she will also cease to exist, and you will again be feeling empty. You can’t identify yourself with that girl’s wants and desires and expect any real joy and lasting peace. You are just setting yourself up for more disappointment.” “What then DO I identify with?” she appealed. “I feel like I need something to focus on.” There is nothing like earnest interest in helping another to inspire great wisdom. Claire reached deep down inside herself for the right thing to say. “Life is a process,” she started, “and you have to accustom yourself to that idea. It’s your vision, your ideals that will determine who you will be in the future. If you allow yourself to be driven by inclinations which arise in that girl…” Claire had both elbows planted firmly in front of her and she pointed the index finger on each hand directly at Karla’s navel. She could have pointed lower, but this was ...

... enough. The distinction was made. There was more than one girl at work in the Karla equation. Then she continued. “If you follow that girl, you will be going in circles forever. As soon as she has what she wants, it loses its value, because wanting and having are two different things. She lives in your wanting. Or actually I should say that, You live in Her wanting. The desire turns to dread because you don’t want to lose what you have paid such a dear price for; paid with your sweat and your time, even though it didn’t bring you the satisfaction that you thought it would. She is a dope. And, you are stupid for following her. You live entirely in the negative: you want what you don’t have, and what you do have you don’t want to lose – these become the ideals you live by. In the mean time, you’ve squandered all your energies.” “Holy fuck!” Karla implored. “Isn’t there some hope here?” Claire smiled so gently. She herself was swimming in the mood of Karla’s transformation. Her little sister was growing up. “Of course, silly girl. First, it is not without benefit, when you’ve turned it into a little wisdom. You can’t say that you haven’t learned something valuable about life that you didn’t know before. Let’s not just keep on making the same mistake, huh? Silly girls keep making the same mistake over and over and over again. You are more than just a silly girl. At least you will become more, as soon as you look at her…” She again points to her stomach, “and see her as just that. Then ...