Narrator: Monica
It was a beautiful night in New York and my senses were raging. Longing for him to come threw that door and grasp me in my arms and kiss my tender lips until the sun rose the next morning. But this could never happen for my Street Side apartment was cursed. A husband on a business trip and a lover at home probably sleeping right now. Waking him up just wouldn't be right! But I wanted him... I longed for his touch and I longed for his warmth. At three o'clock in the morning someone knocked at my door. Who the hell could it be at this hour? "Who is it?" I shouted "Richard" the man replied.
I was relived knowing who it is. The man I had just been thinking about. About time!
He barged threw my front door and pined me up against the wall. Shooting his tong into my mouth. It was heaven. His lips burned with passion and his grip told me he longed for me. I tasted his teeth with my tong and they pulled back. His strong grip released me from his trap. What am I doing! This is what I have been longing for all night! "I can't" I said. His face of control and passion left to the puppy dog eyes of confusion. "I thought..."
"I thought too" "Monica" he said with that strong and demanding voice. "I won't hurt you... and chandler shouldn't be home until tomorrow night. It's fine." "I know... but... but" "But what?" his strong arms picked me up and brought me to my bedroom. He laid his body over mine a kissed me along my neck to my chest...
It was a beautiful night in New York and my senses were raging. Longing for him to come threw that door and grasp me in my arms and kiss my tender lips until the sun rose the next morning. But this could never happen for my Street Side apartment was cursed. A husband on a business trip and a lover at home probably sleeping right now. Waking him up just wouldn't be right! But I wanted him... I longed for his touch and I longed for his warmth. At three o'clock in the morning someone knocked at my door. Who the hell could it be at this hour? "Who is it?" I shouted "Richard" the man replied.
I was relived knowing who it is. The man I had just been thinking about. About time!
He barged threw my front door and pined me up against the wall. Shooting his tong into my mouth. It was heaven. His lips burned with passion and his grip told me he longed for me. I tasted his teeth with my tong and they pulled back. His strong grip released me from his trap. What am I doing! This is what I have been longing for all night! "I can't" I said. His face of control and passion left to the puppy dog eyes of confusion. "I thought..."
"I thought too" "Monica" he said with that strong and demanding voice. "I won't hurt you... and chandler shouldn't be home until tomorrow night. It's fine." "I know... but... but" "But what?" his strong arms picked me up and brought me to my bedroom. He laid his body over mine a kissed me along my neck to my chest...