I am an avid reader, possibly a movie freak and a lover of everything black and white. I find the best moments buried nose deep in a book with ear plugs playing my favorite songs.
He pulls my head down and kisses me pushing off his pants. I watch his face when pleasure takes him, I watch his face as he pushes into me. The same way I watched him beat me, beat me while I begged for the life of our child. His boss had insulted him and I was the scape goat, me and my unborn child.
I don’t know what I’ll do without him, I don’t know how to continue this without Kachi, there are so many things I’ll love to tell her, but how? Your father is so romantic, he’s the best boyfriend;