Stories By Hope

                                                                     I didn’t care if he wanted to be with me for just sex , i’ll take the  stolen moments and go , I thought to myself. I wanted him. I started to touch him…moving my hands down his length until they got to the band of his pyjamas trouser. I really wanted him then… He pulled away from me. He studied me for a bit then scooted over. “What?” I croaked, barely able to form the words. I was overwhelmed with lust. I cleared my throat and tried again.”What’s wrong?” There was a silence in which I felt I should be embarrassed but I wasn’t. After all, he started it. “I know you think ever...

“Why wouldn’t she? It’s THE BUZZ.” He said the buzz like it was of popular importance. I yimued at him, then turned my attention back to the magazine. “You obviously don’t know the movie…but how come? It’s been the talk for months now. Everybody back home is anticipating it and now, we’re going to be the first set of people to see it.” Lord knows I had never heard of the movie…not even a single advert. “Duh…the movie editors and crew members have seen it already.” “That’s because they shot it.” He shot back at me. “Bibi what can ever get you excited?” he continued, rolling his eyes at me.    I rolled my eyes back at him then yelled several things in my mind then out loud, “Whatever! We’re still going back home tomorrow morning.” I continued to read the magazine but stopped to look at him when I didn’t hear him say anything else. He was watching me... And then, he threw himself on the bed. “Hey.” I shouted, then ducked…but it wasn’t really ne...