I have a regular admirer for Valentine. I don't know him, he always comes after midnight. I was nicely reading my book when suddenly, I felt lips brushing my lips. I jumped back, but then, I felt a hand caressing in my hair. I would like to sleep but I feel him next to me, he has a nice smell of leather and cologne. So I carry on reading because if I sleep, I know I'll find a single rose on my pillow in the morning.
A gift from my Valentine Ghost. And that scares the shit out of me.
Frenchie about 10 years ago
You know, until I came here, I never wrote one swear word in either language but I find it strangely satisfying to ditch the goodie goodie image LOL After all , writing ' and that scares the hell out of me' would not have the same impact :-)
Ricky Moore about 10 years ago
Welcome to the dark side ;) muhahaha
Frenchie about 10 years ago
Ha ha ha, no wonders, with the company I am keeping with. Inevitable The monster in my head is just biding its time... just wait... LOL