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LadyT:
Thanks hun.
Sorry its long people

girl i want more. it just brought tears to my eyes. it reminded me of my teens. mayne you aint never understand how much it moved me. so how did you like my post?

[quote author=Negro_Ntns link=topic=149836.msg2507045#msg2507045 date=1216090817]Onyinye, are you going to do a sequel ? Very lovely, I would love to read the ending.[/quote]oh thank you very much hmmm, a sequel, it truly depends on the feedback that i get. but im glad you enjoyed it.

@Lady T

oh T, that was so. . . wow im in a loss of words. it felt so emotional. i felt the fear in the woman as she curled in the bathroom. i mean it felt so close to home that just. . . wow it was beautiful.

KarmaMod:
i liked it oyinye. very engaging.

Oh, thank you very much. to tell you the truth, i am a lil shocked with what i wrote too. What about you stephen?

so how did yal like my post??

hmmm, fear

A man that says he has no fear, is no real man. Everyone has a fear, but it is up to us to control how we express it. My fear is no ordinary fear. Not fear of heights, clowns, or a fear of the dark. Mine is a fear of love. Growing up, i have been hurt by everyone who ever said "I love you." so this four letter word means nothing to me. There is no such thing as love. That is just it. I bet you are wondering how could someone say there is no such thing as love. To answer that, we have to go back four months ago.

He was a man of smooth charismatic nature. He knew the right words to say and the right moves to make. There was speculation that he wasn't no ordinary man. But a descendant of Aphrodite, the goddess of love. Personally I thought he was reincarnation of Eros, the God of Love. All the ladies knew what kind of man he was. But something about him was so irresistable so desirable, they couldn't withstand temptation. His body was more than eye candy. More on the grounds of fatal attraction. He was like a tiger. His muscles indulged his body like strips. And was untameable and ruthless. With the eyes of a serpent, he seduced his victims with lust and passion. As if he put them under a spell composed of erotica, deceit, and ecstasy. His name was Casanova Lothario. Evil propelled through his veins and manipulated his heart. But honey sweet was his tongue. I too was taken prisoner to his sorcery of vampirized love. In one glance of his captivating hypnotic hazel eyes, I was no longer human, but a slave of love. My name you might ask? Well the name is Evelyn Freyja. But my friends call me Eve.

It was my 21st birthday. The day i was legally allowed to drink and finally able to go to "The Candy Shop". The hottest club in the south. Rumor had it, once you entered, you don't leave the same person. Hey im ready for some change. So my so called friends "surprised" me with a birthday party. I was in on it the whole time, but i didn't want to hurt their fickle feelings. The cake was tasteless, and the party, bland. So we decided to make a trip to this "Candy Shop", hey i never had a lollipop before, so i might as well get my first lick tonight. We headed over, and mayne was it packed then a muthalova. Tricks, and man whores waited in seemed like an endless line. I didn't care, so i just by passed all of them and went straight in. I will regret this move for the rest of my life.

At an instant i was bombarded with the eyes of the hungry Hot men waiting for their next prey. They traveled in packs like cheetahs. What lames. I took one look to my left and was captivated by a God. He was beautiful. I felt like those teenagers with Chris Brown. I wanted him. He came by my way and asked me to dance. I eagerly went. DJ Craze played R. Kelly's "Slow Wind." what a coincidence. He put his arms around my waist as i, we began to grind on each other. Not even one of Newton's atoms could come between the lust we were making. Even when Lloyd's "Girls all around the world" came on, we were still grinding. I wanted him then and now. When it was time to leave, i wanted him to ask me to come home with him, he didn't ask. He just told me to call him later so we could become friends. What!?! He got me all hot and bothered and wasn't about to add a little' bump to our grind? I was disappointed but yet touched. Usually a guy would ask for sex after the way i was just asking. maybe he was different?

So i called him. When we talked on the phone, it was like eating icecream. you just wanted more of it. He was so romantic and passionate. He was my soul mate. We went out on dates after dates. He took me shopping downtown and told me i could have whatever i wanted. He took me dancing on the rooftop of the Galleria, that was so romantic. I came home on night to see a rose petal bath waiting for me after a long stressful day at work. He was my everything. And eventually it happened. We didn't have sex we made love. It was my first time but it felt so natural. Like i was meant to feel this way with him. He caressed me with his hands as he went deeper into me. Once i hit that point of ecstasy, oh gawd did it feel so good. I screamed with such endearment, that The Dream will have to change his song from "Falsetto" to "Lothario oh oh oh" what a night to remember. He sexed me that way for three wonderful months.He told me he loved every time i was in his arms. I was finally living the fantasy life. Not even Oprah could stand up to my level of pride. But to every fantasy comes reality.

Soon things in him started to change. Coming home late was just the start. He told me he was just putting more work in so he can give me everything i wanted. Then he started to come home smelling like Victoria Secret's "Cotton Candy Dream" It wasn't from me because i hated the stupid scent. I just convinced myself "He loves Me. He wouldnt do anything bad to ME". Then one day i woke up, to find my house stripped of everything. My fridge, paintings, chairs, tables, jewlery, my purses, my wallet, everything gone. WHAT THE HELL!!! who could have, what could have, where was I? I called Casanova to tell him what happened, to only find his phone disconnected. I then called the police, filled a report and my heart was on flames. I stopped over to his apartment to find the landlord, showing his space to the new residence. He used me. but he told me i completed him. he said he loved me. i gave him my virginity. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED??

I never heard from his trifling ass again. I tried to move on from him but he still got a hold on me. LOVE, what stupid ass word. There is no such thing as love. Only dumb ass heart break and fake ass memories. It can go shoved itself in a volcanoe because it aint squat to me. I will live but as for Love, i got a pistol waiting for it as soon as it tries to come by my way.

KarmaMod:
why are you skipping around themes

where's you "life changing experience" onyinye?

Be patient.

@stephen

it doesnt matter what kind of fear. . . right??

Lady T and Stephen, I was wondering if we are still on life changing experiences?? because i was hoping for the next scenario.

[quote author=Ruby_Pearl link=topic=149836.msg2506729#msg2506729 date=1216077336]Oyinye,
dnt go there
I was jokin o.

I go bite you if u disrespect her o[/quote]oh i was just kidding with the chic. no need to be a vampire.

[quote author=Ruby_Pearl link=topic=149836.msg2506731#msg2506731 date=1216077408]haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
mogbe!
hope u weren't talking about his last one!!
about death[/quote]naw, the one with the club. i thought it was pretty good.

[quote author=Ruby_Pearl link=topic=149836.msg2506714#msg2506714 date=1216076679]@granny KarmaMod

I'm still waiting for your own o.

@LadyT
LOL!
E gbadun [/quote]you can say that again.

@Stephen

OMG!!!!! gosh that was creative, lustful, passionate, sexy, need i say more. That was hotter than a summer in the south. Yal wait a sec, i need to go make me a Mojito cause i need to cool off.