ekeyboardThetimeformakinglovedoesnotallowmetoleaveforwriting.
IwentoutierdayeveningandthenIcamebaoontoday.
WhenIamonmywayofgback,smokingoreeterwheredidn'tbotherpeople.Ifoundthereisamanpassingbymeandlookingatme.Whyyouhavethecelookingatme,butnetoae.
Afewdaysago,Ifoundthatmyathadbeenaddedabankerwardsmyliwokeup.HecalledmeforingoutandsayingthatIwouldbemoldyifIstillstayandhidemyselfinmysmallroom.
IcameoutandstillsawhimontheerofthestreetandIgotintohiscar.Theairditionermakemefeelingabitcold.
"How'sgoing?"
"Justsoso."
"Whyhaveyouhideyourselfintheroom?"
"I'mwriting."
"Whatweirdpapers?ohandinwhenerstartordidnotfinishtheworkoflastschoolyear?"
"No,I'mwritingnovel."
"Writenovel?Lovestory?"
"iovels."
"Wow,erotiovels,yettingmoreandmoredifferent.yougivemetoread?"
"Youwillreadittoday."
"Willyouwritemein?"
"Notnecessarily."
Hesmiledatmeanddrovemefordinner.
Heis30yearsolderthahepasserbymightthinkthatheismyunydaddy.Actually,heisoneofmySugardaddy.
Hehadknownmeforalongtime.whenIwasaHighschoolstudenthehadfouhattime,theairportrapidtransithadnotbeenstructed.Goingtotaketheplaneisabitdifficult.
Maybeyouwillaskmewhyyouarewithsuolderman?PersonallyIlikeamatureman,
It'sjustthathe'sabittoomature,butIfeelgoodandhegivesmethesenseofdependabilityandsecuritywhatIwant.
Idon’twanttosaytoomuchabouthowIknowhimbecausetherearemanyplexaspevolvedandit’sotell.Inshort,hefouillnow,heuandmewellandknowsthatpenedonme
everythingintheseyears.