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Being So Close
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It was a nice fall day, Ashley and I sat on a blanket in the park just listening to beauty of nature. I had my eyes closed as I laid back down on the blanket when I felt Ashley move to lay next to me and whisper in my ear, "We should not over examine love, not seek to place it fixed and spralling on a pin. For the study of it only devalues the object. Love just is. And thank God for that."
I smiled, turning to face her, "And who wrote that?" I asked.
"T.S. Elliot wrote it." she said simply.
"Ashley Davies can quote T.S. Elliot?!" I said, mocked surprise showing in my voice. She rewarded me with a playful glare in my direction. I shook my head and turned back facing the sky. But before I had the chance to admire the clouds she had pounced, stradling my waist. I screamed out in utter shock! But my shock soon turned into laughter as her skillful fingers found their impending target, my sides.
"Uncle, Uncle!" I said breathlessly, still giggling.
She stopped her ‘torture’ but still stayed straddling my waist. A coy smile made its way to her lips, and I shuddered in anticipation as to what was to come. Her eyes never left mine as she moved towards me, and I let out a soft sigh as our lips connect. My hands lost themselves in her lovely brown locks as the kiss deepens And I couldn’t stop the moan that escapes my lips. To feel her tongue graze my bottom lip only fuels the desire forming in the pit of my belly and I open my mouth wider granting her access.
But our wonderful moment was short lived as I hear the ringtone of my phone go off. Sighing Ashley moves off of me as I went to my purse, taking the phone out I saw that it was my Mother. Rolling my eyes I answered, "Hey Mom." I say, trying to sound casual, but my voice betrays me and I end up squeaking the words. I close my eyes trying to cool my libido. The laughter of Ashley doesn’t help matters either.
"Where are you? Dinners ready."
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HEY, THIS WAS A TEAR JERKER. BUT, IT WAS A REALLY REALLY GOOD TEAR JERKER.
Incredible writing! My god that was sad! But kudos on your first story! Hopefully it brought you out of that funk, too. Writing can be pretty helpful with that!
dam that was good
*cries*…*reads the story again*…*cries some more*. This was so sad, but at the same time beautifully written. You are an amazing writer and you expressed their love so well. Can’t wait to read what you come up with next so PMS!
HEY, THIS WAS A TEAR JERKER. BUT, IT WAS A REALLY REALLY GOOD TEAR JERKER.
Incredible writing! My god that was sad! But kudos on your first story! Hopefully it brought you out of that funk, too. Writing can be pretty helpful with that!
dam that was good
*cries*…*reads the story again*…*cries some more*. This was so sad, but at the same time beautifully written. You are an amazing writer and you expressed their love so well. Can’t wait to read what you come up with next so PMS!
Aww… I get to be first to comment. Awww. That was…. I hate it when they die. But worse than that, i hate it when it’s badly written and makes you wanna puke. So you mighta killed Ash off but at least you didn’t do it badly. In fact, you did it with flair and poetic justice. For a first fic it’s a mighty fine piece. Welcome to the club de’ writers. We give you a badge, free glass of cheap champagne and your own half a bench to scribble on. Right. Is your funk over? Bring on the happy writings! (in case it got lost in all my late night commenting, that was really really good. Brownie worthy.)
Aww… I get to be first to comment. Awww. That was…. I hate it when they die. But worse than that, i hate it when it’s badly written and makes you wanna puke. So you mighta killed Ash off but at least you didn’t do it badly. In fact, you did it with flair and poetic justice. For a first fic it’s a mighty fine piece. Welcome to the club de’ writers. We give you a badge, free glass of cheap champagne and your own half a bench to scribble on. Right. Is your funk over? Bring on the happy writings! (in case it got lost in all my late night commenting, that was really really good. Brownie worthy.)
Damn you have me in tears. Very well writting. Post more soon.
Damn you have me in tears. Very well writting. Post more soon.
Omg, you’ve completely got me balling here…::tears::…that was a very intense story hon. I loved the quote by T.S. Elliot!
Omg, you’ve completely got me balling here…::tears::…that was a very intense story hon. I loved the quote by T.S. Elliot!
This was so incredibly beautifully written. It totally made tears come to my eyes. You’re trully very gifted and I hope you share your gift with us again soon.
This was so incredibly beautifully written. It totally made tears come to my eyes. You’re trully very gifted and I hope you share your gift with us again soon.