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Gold*Finch:
Yes, an event that was almost a murder.


who is Mo?

Who is Mo? LOL

Anyway, almost murder is good. I post it soon.

onyinye2:
next scenario stephen.

Yeah I need opinions though. Ms. Mo, do you really want to talk about murder?

LOL you can suggest scenes that you think would be good. But just so that there is some sort of orderliness, I think the thread starters should post the actual scenarios while everyone writes their thoughts.

Gamine so the point is to imagine you are the main character and you are going through each scenario that either LadyT or me put up. Try to write the feelings the character is experiencing and the thoughts going through the characters head. So in a sense you are acting out that scene. That's what makes it role playing.

onyinye2:
@stephen

OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!! man that was classic. it went from being romantic to lustful. then sweet revenge. after that relief. and best was the ending which sealed up with humor. geez man at least you had some relief when you were cheated on. geez im still effected by mine

LOL I just wanted to show that you can express yourself in different ways. As opposed to feeling bad, you can actually be relieved.

Gold*Finch:
Stephen, nice. but where's the part where you murdered her?

Thanks. The murder part wasn't anyway in the scenario I put up.

She should have known that she was on death row and this was her final meal because I rarely cooked for her and yet tonight I made a point to make her favorite dish. I watched her breathe in the sweet aromas of the pork chops brushed with the barbeque sauce, creamy mashed potatoes with chicken gravy and broccoli. She looked at me and smiled and I smiled back and fed her a spoon of the potatoes. By now she should have known that this was beyond my usual kindness.

When she was done eating, I led her to the living room and turned on some soft jazz and left her there so that I could slip into something more comfortable. I came back with only a see-through material tied to my waist that left nothing to imagination and a bottle of De Toren 1993. Now I guess she must have started getting suspicious because she asked, “What are we celebrating today?” Thinking fast, I whispered in her ear, “We are celebrating the rediscovery of your body.” I kissed her on her cheeks and continued on a path that led my lips to hers.

After the windows were fogged, the bed sheets were on the floor, the mattress was unbalanced and the air was filled with the scent of sweat, we both lay on the floor tired and out of breath. Then I got up and told her to leave and never come back. The look on her face was priceless. She tried to look innocent and asked what I was talking about. I told everything and for some seconds, she began to act like she was a scared lost child looking for her mother in a sea of people. Then she snapped back and began to look for her stuff, I told her that I already helped her pack and it was in a box in the garage labeled “Your Shit”. She put on her wife beater and jeans, went to the garage, grabbed her stuff and left.

The moment she did I felt free. The burden I had been carrying this past month has been lifted off me. As I lay on my bed, my mind began to wander into the past. I really loved that LovePeddler. I used to lose myself in her, used to put her first. In fact, I was a fool for her but she never loved me at all . . . I was just one of her side boys. I guess my “duty” was to provide great sex and buy her jewelry. I actually suspected a while ago that I was not the only the only one in her life but I wanted her to open up to me and admit it then maybe things would changed. But I am happy it turned out to be this way and with that I smiled, closed my ears and drifted to sleep.

It is 8:30 am and for the first time I woke up smiling. I walked outside to breathe in the fresh morning air, get the papers and mail. Why is the girl next door looking at me like that and biting her lower lip, fanning herself and handling her brea . . . fucking A! I am still wearing that see-through. Oh well, at least she now knows what is in store for her. I guess I’ll hit that one tonight.

Gold*Finch:
Scenerio: HOW YOU PLAN TO MURDER YOUR EX FOR CHEATING ON YOU!

No ma'am. I want to sleep tonight. LOL

Ms. T and Onyinye, nice job . . . very descriptive.

David, first thing I've read from you. Pretty good.

Scenario 2: You just found out that your boy/girlfriend cheated on you.

onyinye2:
i knew it was a joke. i was just wondering how he came up with the shakespeare?

she.

onyinye2:
@ Gold*Finch

ummm, what?? oka im a little lost for words here. where do you come up with all the "Shakespearian" comments??

oga o it was a joke . . . loosen up ma'am.

onyinye2:
you see there is a vunerable side of me you know. im not just this girl you think just "debates" with a every one and speaks passionately about equality. we all have alter egos.

Thank God. jk

Gold*Finch:
Stephen
Oh Stephen
My mind is telling me that you long for Oyinye
My eyes is telling me that you wish to hate what u love

Why do u so much criticize her?
Is love that wicked?
Is it a force that urges you to do what you do?
Is it a masquerade that pretends and hides it true color?

Oh Oyinye!!
You must forgive thy love, thy sword in thy scabbard?
Oh fair maiden, let your heart open. . let the knight into thy castle
Love him, laugh with him not at him, live with him
Because he's not going anywhere . . well, until you kill him. . with your love o

LOL but off topic.

onyinye2:
oh thanks. to tell you the truth, i was even pretty shocked in what i wrote. i guess i just let my heart speak and my mind to some how to wonder.

yeah I'm surprised too.

yeah Doyin maybe you screwed her then fell in love with her . . . typical Hollywood script you know?