Saya1980

Lettie was nervous as she dressed.  It was the first time she'd seen Kurt since the shrinking incident, and she wasn't sure how this was going to go.  Still, he'd called her and invited her to come over to his house.  That was a good sign. In fact, Lettie had been in contact with virtually no one from her school while she was being home-schooled.  The home-schooling was a functional necessity because of the shrinking incident.  The only people she'd seen regularly had been her best friend, Cat, and her brother, Ty. Mom checked in.  "Oversized clothes? Really?" she said.  "I'd have thought you'd go the other way, under the circumstances.  I

Obsession was pushing the issue: a much more healthy term was observation. The filthy term of obsessing over a subject brought to mind images of a perverted old geezer lounging about on a grungy, hole-riddled computer chair, jerking his penis to the gargled screams of gagged men and women while they were sodomized. Now that was obsession. A healthy observation consisted of picking a subject and following them around until the observer learned every possible thing they could. Though, the subject was unorthodox, he presented the old man scenario yet his case was the most intriguing anyone with a mind such as this particular observer could ever

Too Many Questions. Not Enough Answers.

I can see two souls attached to each other. Like mother and child banded together ..forever. This is the story... ..Of two that became one as a family. Just think of how the sun smiles in the daytime. It must have happened years ago. The soul breaths inside. Deep in mother's mind... ...My what a beautiful life this will be. I can see the light in your eyes. Maybe our minds see the same love. Just like who two doves come together... ..After a long journey in the sky. We can look at each other all day. Can you walk? Are you able to talk for the first time? The sounds of your laugh... ..Make the most evil have a soft heart. Yo

A ringing sound woke me up this morning instead of my normal alarm clock. I groaned, awaking from my slumber. I lay on my back with Gaara still lying on top of me. The sound awoke him too. He moaned softly shifting himself so his ears were scrunched against me to try to buffer out the sound. As gently as I could I moved him to lie on the bed instead of me and got up to find my pants. I knew it was my cell phone, which was inside my pants pocket. I found my jeans and reached into the pocket to answer the phone. "Hello…? Oh, hello sir I-… But, sir, I-… Yes, I know that sir but-…" I looked at Gaara in the bed; he was looking