Ann had told her father that she wasn't feeling well and would have
lunch and dinner in bed and begged his forgiveness. She just couldn't show
her face to him and let him see how the war was upsetting her. He always
told everyone how she was a pillar of strength. She was now crumbling and
he couldn't present her to his guests. He would make her excuses for her
and she could stay hidden.
Chris hadn't had a good day that day the news of the war and the news that he had started it set him into frenzy. This would ruin everything he felt for her and he enjoyed her company. Who was he kidding he wanted her in his bed. He had to have her there then he would know if he truly loved her. He would talk to the only guy shallower then he was feeling. He would talk to Jake.
"Jake hey I was wondering have you ever fell for a girl before?"
"Oh yeah lots of times. Not as much as you though. Oh and I soon learned that they were a trouble and to quit with the love and make with the sex. Once they're there you got the power not them."
"So you're saying that I should just sleep with a girl and not care for her what's the point in that?"
"Pleasure and in plus how many times have you fallen in love Chris? A lot and how many actually lasted not a lot if you want power over a girl sleep with her and if you want tender caring go to your mother. For Christ's sake get a hobby and stop asking about love. The guys might get to thinking you're gay."
"Thanks and I got just one more question."
"What!"
"Amy turn ya down again?"
"Why you little Jack---. Howdy boss."
Chris escaped from his father and mother to think. Is it true he was just lusting for her or did he love her? Ahh who cared he'd figure it out when he'd see her again.
The next day while Chris was riding his motorcycle he spotted her at the park. Her golden curls gently blowing in the wind. They looked so soft and tender. He wanted to reach out. Wait he couldn't think this. Too Late you idiot you can't and oh great here she comes! Think cool, smooth, tender, caring. Yeah that's it let her come to you.
"Chris hi."
"Heya Ann what ya doin out here all alone. Some Lord might just come by and steal you up and run with you."
"Well I guess it depends on the Lord now doesn't it?"
"Yeah it does."
Ann and Chris hung out the rest of the afternoon and mostly talked and played around on the play castles in the park.
Chris hadn't had a good day that day the news of the war and the news that he had started it set him into frenzy. This would ruin everything he felt for her and he enjoyed her company. Who was he kidding he wanted her in his bed. He had to have her there then he would know if he truly loved her. He would talk to the only guy shallower then he was feeling. He would talk to Jake.
"Jake hey I was wondering have you ever fell for a girl before?"
"Oh yeah lots of times. Not as much as you though. Oh and I soon learned that they were a trouble and to quit with the love and make with the sex. Once they're there you got the power not them."
"So you're saying that I should just sleep with a girl and not care for her what's the point in that?"
"Pleasure and in plus how many times have you fallen in love Chris? A lot and how many actually lasted not a lot if you want power over a girl sleep with her and if you want tender caring go to your mother. For Christ's sake get a hobby and stop asking about love. The guys might get to thinking you're gay."
"Thanks and I got just one more question."
"What!"
"Amy turn ya down again?"
"Why you little Jack---. Howdy boss."
Chris escaped from his father and mother to think. Is it true he was just lusting for her or did he love her? Ahh who cared he'd figure it out when he'd see her again.
The next day while Chris was riding his motorcycle he spotted her at the park. Her golden curls gently blowing in the wind. They looked so soft and tender. He wanted to reach out. Wait he couldn't think this. Too Late you idiot you can't and oh great here she comes! Think cool, smooth, tender, caring. Yeah that's it let her come to you.
"Chris hi."
"Heya Ann what ya doin out here all alone. Some Lord might just come by and steal you up and run with you."
"Well I guess it depends on the Lord now doesn't it?"
"Yeah it does."
Ann and Chris hung out the rest of the afternoon and mostly talked and played around on the play castles in the park.