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A DOUBLE MINDED PERSON IS UNSTABLE IN ALL WAYS |
A DOUBLE MINDED PERSON IS UNSTABLE IN ALL WAYS |
She looks older than the age. |
We have erred. Lord please have mercy and save us from climate change. |
#SAY NO TO CRIME |
Christy frowned, and now she was leaning back away from me. She looked hurt. “You don’t?” “Like I said: I think of you as a sister.” “We’re not related, Michael.” “I know that.” “And you said you wish you could grab my ass and my tits. that’S not very brotherly.” “You’ve got an enthralling ass. and tits. and I’m a sex-obsessed bastard.” “But you don’t want to Bleep me?” I breathed in deeply. “You’re ....that’s a line I can’t cross. not you.” “Not me.” She blinked. “But you fantasize about the others, don’t you? Uchechi, Tonia, Anna.” “Yes, yes, yes.” “Chidinma, Precious.” “Yes, alright?” “But not me?” “Christy, please.” “You can put your hand inside my shirt right now. I wouldn’t stop you.” “Christy.” “Okay, okay.” She raised her hands defensively, glanced away, and gave me an unsure look. “It’s because I’m a little shorty, isn’t it?” I barked a laugh and shook my head. “No, you’re beautiful and sexy,Christy I just ... I won’t ... I can’t let myself think of you that way. You’re my dearest.” “But if I was a total stranger you’d never met before?” “I’ll want to throw you onto my bed and Bleep your brains out, sure.” Looking a little mollified, she wrapped her arm around the back of my neck and gave me a quick peck on the lips, similar to the hundreds she’d given me this year already. “What does all this have to do with Emma?” Christy breathed in deeply, her frown returning. She glanced at the roof again for a moment before giving me a weary look and shaking her head. “After our last meeting went so well, I sort of assumed he’d come ask me out on a date today.” “But he didn’t?” She shook her head. “At the mall, he was totally into me. Today, nothing. I finally went looking for him after school. But when I popped up and said hi, he pulled me into a quiet corner and...” Her voice trailed off, her shoulders sagged, and I instinctively hugged her closely once more. She had assured me he didn’t touch her, so I relaxed on that front. and I waited patiently for her to gather herself. “He said he thought I was super-cute, but that he was looking for a ‘mature’ relationship. His words. I asked him what that meant, and although he blushed andlooked embarrassed for a bit, in the end he said he’d asked around and the other guys told him I was a girl who wouldn’t put out.” My surprise was obvious. “You serious?” “I told him I was waiting for the right guy and was hoping it might turn out to be him. But he shook his head and admitted he just wanted to get laid. He said everybody knew the Pretty-Young-Things was a bunch of prick-teases, and he didn’t want to deal with all the teasing if it wasn’t going to go anywhere.” “Christy...” I breathed in deeply, held her just behind her ears, and pressed her forehead to mine. “I’m sorry.” She sniffled but took a deep breath and mumbled, “He probably did me a favor. Better I know now he’s just another dumb jock looking to pop my cherry before moving on to his next conquest.” “That is true,” I agreed. “And a very mature response, if I may say so.” “Then why do I feel like shit?” Sweeter Than Honey: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/sweeter-than-honey/43801 |
Christy frowned, and now she was leaning back away from me. She looked hurt. “You don’t?” “Like I said: I think of you as a sister.” “We’re not related, Michael.” “I know that.” “And you said you wish you could grab my ass and my tits. that’S not very brotherly.” “You’ve got an enthralling ass. and tits. and I’m a sex-obsessed bastard.” “But you don’t want to Bleep me?” I breathed in deeply. “You’re ....that’s a line I can’t cross. not you.” “Not me.” She blinked. “But you fantasize about the others, don’t you? Uchechi, Tonia, Anna.” “Yes, yes, yes.” “Chidinma, Precious.” “Yes, alright?” “But not me?” “Christy, please.” “You can put your hand inside my shirt right now. I wouldn’t stop you.” “Christy.” “Okay, okay.” She raised her hands defensively, glanced away, and gave me an unsure look. “It’s because I’m a little shorty, isn’t it?” I barked a laugh and shook my head. “No, you’re beautiful and sexy,Christy I just ... I won’t ... I can’t let myself think of you that way. You’re my dearest.” “But if I was a total stranger you’d never met before?” “I’ll want to throw you onto my bed and Bleep your brains out, sure.” Looking a little mollified, she wrapped her arm around the back of my neck and gave me a quick peck on the lips, similar to the hundreds she’d given me this year already. “What does all this have to do with Emma?” Christy breathed in deeply, her frown returning. She glanced at the roof again for a moment before giving me a weary look and shaking her head. “After our last meeting went so well, I sort of assumed he’d come ask me out on a date today.” “But he didn’t?” She shook her head. “At the mall, he was totally into me. Today, nothing. I finally went looking for him after school. But when I popped up and said hi, he pulled me into a quiet corner and...” Her voice trailed off, her shoulders sagged, and I instinctively hugged her closely once more. She had assured me he didn’t touch her, so I relaxed on that front. and I waited patiently for her to gather herself. “He said he thought I was super-cute, but that he was looking for a ‘mature’ relationship. His words. I asked him what that meant, and although he blushed andlooked embarrassed for a bit, in the end he said he’d asked around and the other guys told him I was a girl who wouldn’t put out.” My surprise was obvious. “You serious?” “I told him I was waiting for the right guy and was hoping it might turn out to be him. But he shook his head and admitted he just wanted to get laid. He said everybody knew the Pretty-Young-Things was a bunch of prick-teases, and he didn’t want to deal with all the teasing if it wasn’t going to go anywhere.” “Christy...” I breathed in deeply, held her just behind her ears, and pressed her forehead to mine. “I’m sorry.” She sniffled but took a deep breath and mumbled, “He probably did me a favor. Better I know now he’s just another dumb jock looking to pop my cherry before moving on to his next conquest.” “That is true,” I agreed. “And a very mature response, if I may say so.” “Then why do I feel like shit?” Sweeter Than Honey: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/sweeter-than-honey/43801 |
If I have to pick a favourite Presidential candidate from the South West, without doubt, ambiguity or circumlocution, I will pick Osinbajo. |
GOOD TO KNOW |
This is wickedness. RIP to the dead. |
The book, SWEETER THAN HONEY, will entertain you like no other. Available @ https://okadabooks.com/book/about/sweeter-than-honey/43801 |
COWS? THAT IS ABOMINABLE! |
OKAY. |
This is too much, pastor. Remenber the Bible says we should respect our elders. |
Interesting times. |
GOOD DEVELOPMENT |
Too bad. The guy must answer for his crime. |
These are interesting time |
Hmn |
SLEEP IN PEACE to the dead. |
Too bad. Crime does not pay. |
J |
Congrats, sister. |
Hmn...It is obvious daddy George is still a bitter man. |
God will deliver us from hardship |
Interesting. |
SOMETHING IS CERTAINLY SWEETER THAN HONEY |
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