His exotic love

I had a Miss Lily's wedding for the simple fact that I was too ashamed of what I put her through. She posted pictures of everything on Facebook she looks so happy I knew I was just going to destroy the wedding by being there. Not the guy was a jealous guy or transphobic but he was not a fan of people crashing weddings especially his.  Nor do you want to see Lily get upset and angry so he ended Telling me me that Lisa was happy without me being at the wedding it stronger bad but this guy was a nice guy and wouldn't hurt a soul so I believed him I wanted to friend him not on Facebook in real life though and see if I can see the happy couple but I knew that wouldn't be happening I was going to be forever a hermit in a dilapidated house and a suburb of Toronto. I only saw Lily on Facebook but never again in person nor did I see her husband except for on Facebook or on social media that was the only time I saw them pretty sure they had a child together and they ended up with a cute little girl there they didn't want me to nanny they didn't want anything to do with me because of my past. A road to Lilia was it my fault that Lisa was a psychotic bitch to begin with and then I was not at fault that I did not stock myself or threaten myself. I just wanted to love her but I can't do so. 

I spent days doing artwork somewhere oracle Lily somewhere or mostly of Lisa, they are very macabre pictures of Lisa hoping that I would see her and one caramel VA and other places or are you Rachel where she was I painted pictures of her being depicted as a demon demon ass succubus incubus whatever you wanna call them female demons. I even went as far as to show her as one of the Damned of hell. This artwork I kept myself as a soon as I called her and scary I only brought it out On Halloween. That was the only time I displayed this kind of artwork other than that I cried myself to sleep every night hoping that God would take me back and that I would be in heaven and that Lisa would not be there. That's how I spent the rest of my days without my exotic love. What else is sad hermit.    I could not help but feel sorry for myself that I was nothing more than a hermit drawing and painting grotesque pictures of my what was supposed to be that girlfriend at the time I was not happy with what I was doing and I finally sought help. I never found love again but I found peace.

One thing I told Lily was that I wanted to go into the intelligence business in the state as CIA so I can actually get rid of the bastard who killed my girlfriend in the first place. She didn't like the idea of violence or torture as a way of fixing one's problems board she had to say OK and except the fact that I was a rough and tumble kind a guy. That's when I found out she was also affected by the same bastards only as a baby In a small country call Romania that she was tortured in for the first two years of her life and then adopted by Canadians. I almost wanted to cry when I heard about her story but I said I was going to go to the states to be CIA so I can go and get rid of the terrorist to begin with but she still didn't believe in that.

"Yes they need to be dealt with swiftly," she said. " but. Not with violence."

Where are you what is the kind of girl that was going to change me whether I like it or not for the better. When we weren't together in my apartment or at a hotel room which lights are out and we just reminding me of Lisa was just enough for me to be triggered. It was the exact same room where I moved for most of a year until I was trying to MoveOn. When she saw me cry she knew I was in a tough guy after all that I did love my Lisha but I had to put her behind because I was with Lily now. Lily said that she will not go anywhere unless she's old and gray and the size that was the time she was going to go she did not want to Hurt me anymore than I already was hurt. She said that she wouldn't betray me or leave me in any which way or form. When we were together we wouldn't be together on IMVU and make love there In one of my naughty chat rooms that I was and we would make love and tell Each other soon. I know you would say the same thing when we were physically making love in my apartment that was dingy and dirty she wanted to MoveOn even though the apartment was dancing and dirty and subsidize. She said she loved me very much and she wanted me to be happy again. She released her fingers with mine and locked her lips with my lips and held the case with her heart.

It was enough for me just wanna make love to her again to screw her and make love. I asked her if she would mind kink if she didn't mind kink.

"What are you some kind a dominatrix" she said I had to reassure her that I was not a dominatrix and I was the one that was going to be dominated if anything. And I was in a mild kink And all the ultra kinky stuff that the psychopath Were into.

"Sure I like a little play but not violence while making love." I said.  "I don't mind a little bit here and there I don't mind being teased and cough can I bed while being written by a hot girl but it's been 10 Years since that has happened."

She seemed a little off and with the king idea but I try to reassure her it was me there was the one that was gonna be tied up or cuffed to the bed. But she didn't really appreciate it very much she said let me think about it before I move in with you I'll text you later and then I'll talk to you about it. That was the last I heard of her for a few days until at midnight I was high off pot After a stressful day at work and I found out there was a text message waiting for me and I said Robert I don't mind you being tied up or cuffed to the bed you naughty boy.

I was wondering if I was having a green drowning moment or was I really seeing what I was reading that she called me a naughty boy and then she didn't mind either me or her being cuffed to the bed. I was dumbfounded when she said that. In the text it also said that she was going to live with me which I didn't mind but I had to keep my stash of spy movies away row she would take them away from me.  I was going to convert her in the water in CIA movies to make sure that they are not as bad as they seem. One that happened the first time you had more in the movie or even pay attention to the movie but I actually was making out with me.

"You look so hot in the dreadlocks, them all tied up"  She said as she bit my lip. That was my breaking point I was falling in love with her right there again she was sitting on my lap kissing me all over the face and biting my lap I told her please stop I can't stand me horny enough but she said she wanted to make this special and I said I want to make a special one as well. She wouldn't take no for an answer she laid me out on the couch I was still wearing my CATSA uniform and she Got on top of me starting to kiss me soon I was inside her and she was riding my flesh As she was kissing me. She moaned at the very thought of me thrusting into her and making out with her and telling her I loved her. Her moans are almost like quiet howls.

"If it weren't for your eyes I would've thought you were from the islands of the Caribbean" Hi said. Groping her breasts and massaging them as we made love and made out at the same time.

After the lovemaking session on the couch we decided to take it into my bedroom I wish for the same thing but I was too high or drunk to understand even what I said. I told her that I was in love with her and that I wanted to cuff her to the bed I think that's what I said.  Whatever I said she agreed to being coughed as we were  as we were making love.  I was going to shed my clothes in my uniform well then she said no keep it on it turns me on as much as it does you too as I turn you on.

"Do you want to dress me to wear the top of the uniform or the bottoms." I said. She said she wanted me to wear the top part of the uniform the shirt as she was going to be made love to buy me. I exactly remember her that night saying the shirt stays on pants off.This was the first time anyone was attracted to anyone who was in an airport security order that kind of field. But she was attracted to me. She softly said come here baby do you have your security wand with you.

"Yes I do I forgot to take it off when I got home from work" I said "why?"

She grabbed me by the scruff of the neck kissed me and told me she wanted to be Made love to you with a security wand and be pleasured with it.

As we kiss I made love to her with a security want teasing her anatomy with it as if it were a toy. I got enough for enjoyment out of that then I had to tell her that I had a personality disorder from my ex girlfriend's death. I thought that was gonna be a mood breaker but she just said to continue on with the wand. Lily also wanted to be frisked As well as being resourceful and he's with the security wand.

"Where else do you want it," I asked.

"My booobs tease them," she said.  

"You titties."

"Yes"

With one hand I fingered her and the other hand I made love to her with a security wand on her breast I love teasing her nipples with the security one until they were hard enough for me to suck on. Then I went and Kister on the lips and then kiss her deeply. She was such a sensual and exotic person and I believe that she may have been roma gypsy.  But I want to take it or is Asian or Latino just buy her a full figured sensual body. She wasn't fat or skinny she was well proportioned and very beautiful. More exotic goddess I want her. And I told her that there are some caller her by another name I asked her if the name Carmen suited her and she said I always wanted that name to begin with I didn't like Lily.

"Well Carmen you gonna be made love to buy the verse that CATSA hast offer!"  I said as I was loading up a joint. But Carmen got upset and said that I was not to do that in front of her. I told her it was my coping recognition that that was my way of dealing with my problems by smoking them away. But she didn't wasn't gonna have any of that she was going to tell me to quit it and once she saw m drink the next day she told me that I was going to quit drinking as well he was going to have a clean guy on her hands.   

Each day when I did not smoke up or drank I added up being rewarded with love and affection. I told her I never did the hard stuff inside my girlfriend died. She said that's good but she didn't want the pod all the alcohol in her life she wanted me as it is.  

I collapsed and started to cry.  " Carmen I can't believe you're gonna make me go sober I can't face my demons anymore never mind my own emotional issues she is gone for good and I'll never have a back again." Carmen said that was an excuse and that I was going to face up to reality as it is. I told her to get out but she wasn't going to go out.

For at least two hours she saw me sobbing and crying.

"I see that she meant a lot to you and that you loved her very much but she's gone now and there's nothing we can do about that except accept it."

I told her what I couldn't except towards the fact that she died by a bunch of retards idiots with beards who really didn't have any place in religion never mind on this planet all the hurt people. I started yelling and screaming I was your age at that point I want lamp and sorry I was just going to go in the other room to sleep. But she was not going to take that this was our first fight that we had as a couple and it was disturbing to me that she was so angry with me that she was about ready to leave I didn't want another woman to leave me in my 30 years I was sad once again then I told her I had a not only PTSD but also a personality disorder. She said oh really what kind I said I have a split personality because I had to go morbid PTSD before my girlfriend died and then when she died my brain split into literally in two different personalities Causing me to have self-destructive behaviour that I cannot control. She said she couldn't stand the sight of me anymore she was going to leave when she did I was in a wreck and my alter ego came out. My alter ego was a drug dealer who was also a an artist. Some thing that my original personality is not good at myself for buying drugs. My older eagles name was Mike and he grabbed her by the arm and yanked her back into the apartment that's when I saw the fear in her eyes and I came back to.  

"I'm sorry for what I have done I didn't mean to do that." I said she said now I know what you mean by a split personality disorder.  she said she couldn't stay with me any longer because I was going to be a danger to her For grabbing her by the arm and he almost dislocated her shoulder. I told her I was sorry but she said I didn't cut it.

She walked out on me and I thought she was gonna work out for the rest of my life I tried texting her and calling her and telling her how I loved her and how I wanted Nothing More to be gentle to her. But she did not pick up her phone at all she did not take my  Messages I said I was going to deal with the pain some other way by getting a tattoo with her name on it so I can memorialize her even though she is not dead. I was afraid I was going to lose her and the memory of Carmen or Lily and she was called.

I ended up looking up Lisa Monique Jordan on Facebook just for interest sake if she was still there or if she was dead I saw that her profile picture has changed her another picture of her with no one else with her. She looked sickly skinny and  And she look like she was on the hard stuff. She look like she was wearing a flight attendant uniform again west jet uniform.  

Why is this the right girl that I was trying to find the first place. I messaged her hoping it would be a different person with the same name in looks.  She instantly recognized me and my scars she decided she was going to message me right away after I messaged her on Facebook. She said that she recognized me and then she was sorry for the Fight.

I asked her if she lived in the same room as she always did she said yes in the same hotel at least she was pegged as a terrorist victim because of what happened to her she was alive but at the time they thought she was dead and put her on the manifest as the dad victims. That's what she explained to me. I messaged her back saying I've been looking for you all my life since that fight and I want to be with you again. She messaged me back and said he can come and talk to me.

I drove my Shitty car to the hotel wearing the CATSA uniform.  

When I go to a room which was similar to the one that she was in she was snoring of cocaine yet again obviously she has relapse from her near death experience and she said come in. I wondered if I should go in and the first place she said it was OK just come in.

"You look handsomeIn that uniform Bobby." she said. " I'd like to talk to you"

"You think it's been along time since you remembered me"

"I've been thinking of you for all these years hoping that you would come back to me thank God I posted that Facebook picture or I would've been screwed forever. I miss you so much I was thinking of you when you just messaged me and I want to talk to you in about rekindling our relationship" 

"Do you want to go back with me again I'm not used to the hard stuff anymore"

"It's OK your body can get used to it again just heard those puffy eyes. "I took one snort of the cocaine and we made mad love. That was the end of  me and Lily I thought at least.  Lily a.k.a. Carmen would be forever angry at me for going back to drugs and alcohol and smoking pot. When Lisa was about ready to climax I told her I couldn't do it anymore even though my member said otherwise we got into another fight but he said let's make love again and we will see you how are you feel about this Lilly girl.

She took me to the bed cuffed me with my own cuffs.   I want to leave but she was on top of me she put a shelf on me and start a ride my flash my member as if it was nothing more and she said that it was still nice and big and long. She then started to kiss me deeply and then kissing me about the face licking my scars. I was wondering if I was ever going to see Lily again. But Lisa or Monique as I called her always said never mind let's just keep making love.

I had to admit it was a long time since I've been with her and that I haven't had this satisfying of lovemaking in a long time but I told her I had to leave. Yes modern something I think it was OK you can go. I wasn't going to go back to my Pathetic apartment after that wonderful lovemaking that I have and have since 10 years and I didn't know this but she was going to make her presence known whenever I was going to be with Lily. I waited till the next day when the drugs wore off when I got back to the apartment she wasn't there and thank God so I was able to sleep it off but I couldn't sleep off the shame that I have cheated on her with my dead girl. Or supposed dead girl.  

I told her Lily that is the text message that I was back and I have learned my lesson about doing stupid stuff she's excepted that and I told her I needed something extremely stupid I messaged my former lover on Facebook who is supposed to be dead and she was very much alive and well and loving. And then I was sorry for cheating on her for that one moment. She told me to go fuck off she had to think about it.

And I didn't blame her I told her that I was very sorry for my mistakes and that they would've never have having again if I have a choice. She texted me OK and then I was back with her in my pathetic apartment all the while I didn't know that we were going to be stocked by The un dead flight attendant as I called her.

It started with letters in the mail as I was checking my bills in my rent.  I was very concerned that she was going to keep writing these love letters to me telling me how beautiful I was in that uniform and that I was sexy with those dreadlocks as if I didn't already know already. I told kept trying to destroy the ladders but they kept coming more like them coming up out of the woodwork like in Harry Potter. That's when Lily said I think you got a stocker from beyond the grave.   

"No shit"

This was the one time I wish that Lisa Monica was dead for a while so very first time she made her self known and other places where we visited like Lillys home and my home or if we went out somewhere to eat she would be there and she was not hard to recognize because she was so skinny as a rail and so pathetic looking but good looking away and she had dilated pupils all the time I was wondering if he was on heroin to.   That was when I decided she was a stalker.

I got to the point where I couldn't make love to Lisa a.k.a. Carmen and I tried calling her but she was getting frustrated equally as much as she heard do you boo Come back to me Bobby every time we try to make love every night she was standing on the curb surveying my apartment complex which I did not appreciate very much. I tried to tell her to go away I threw stuff at her. But she still came just To do some surveillance on me. It was very disconcerting that she was there 24 hours a day she did have a fucking job I thought. Or did she lose it to drugs I don't know but she was still wearing that uniform for WestJet and she was howling for me to be with her again the next day I was going to confront her not on Facebook because I was tacky but in person I want back to her hotel room.

Unbeknownst to her she wanted to make love to me until I slammed my fist at the door and said listen leave me and Lily alone for now on we were lovers it and we're very happy together and I do not want to be dragged down back into my old lifestyle again. She kept trying to woo me back into her room and I told her if she didn't have a flight to catch that she was going to get a restraining order.

"Bobby We are back together again we can forget about this Lilly person." 

"Do you even work anymore are you psycho"

She was tired and had no reason to be dishonest or least I thought so she said she was still working for WestJet and then she was trying to feed her self and her have it she was homeless but she lived in the hotel room as a squatter. I said squatters rights didn't matter at all why I came to Hôtel Rooms and thought she had to leave.

She forced to kiss on me it was gentle body but I didn't want anything to do with the cash I tried a registered but I couldn't get a death grip around my head and was in fact a word with me. . The next thing you know my clothing was off again and she was giving me unwanted love I was going to say that she was a rapist but she said she was and she wanted

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Texte: Meiko DaButcher
Bildmaterialien: Meiko DaButcher
Cover: Meiko DaButcher
Lektorat: Meiko DaButcher
Korrektorat: Meiko DaButcher
Übersetzung: Meiko DaButcher
Satz: Meiko DaButcher
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 04.10.2022
ISBN: 978-3-7554-2218-1

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