The horizon was panted orange, with patches of yellow scudding clouds against it. The sundial was wan and pale, sinking behind the hills at the vista, dragging down its orange rays behind them. The scene was hermit granting me an air of glamour. For yet I could smell her fragrance, the bunch of mint she was carrying in her hand. Still I can sense its scent clearly after all these years, muddled with scent of ripe apples, we brought them with us back on our trip.
I'm Zihan, the model student: top of my class, class monitor, and a "good boy" in every sense of the word. My life is a straight-A report card, my only failing grade being my crippling timidity around girls. That was until Sam transferred into my school and, by some twist of fate, became my desk mate and a guest in my home. Sam is my complete opposite—confident, and effortlessly at ease with everyone, especially women. Under his wing, I start to shed my awkwardness
Some folks on Reddit wanted to hear the true story of my first wife cheating and cucking me, and like the much abbreviated version of this. After spending another two weeks in hospital, I decided that it was time to air most, if not all of the dirty laundry and post it here. It's a cautionary tale... some might find the cuck cheating wife elements hot, or at least interesting, and an equal number will declare the author to be a complete idiot. I agree with both.
Lori,a sexy twenty-something married woman, is married to Ron, who's just been deployed in the military. Soon after his departure, Lori finds herself in a relationship with a hot single guy, Paul, and when Lori gets together with her girlfriend, Honey, she is in for a big surprise.
There are monsters among us. The most frightening thing about them is that they don't look like monsters and don't act like monsters until... well, until they do. Richard Pauling was one. Maybe the only one of his kind. Or was he? This is a love story, or the closest thing to love that monsters can feel.