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Is this Lunch …Is this Lunch …As I walk down this sun beaten street on the hot monsoonal day, shoulder to should with people looking for somewhere to satiate a hunger, confused by vast selection, eatery after eatery thinking to myself “could this be any more difficult” looking at the variety of food available. I bite the bullet and enter into a small welcoming café, pull out a stool and sit. I quickly pull out my phone and open the translator app and speak into it looking to play it back to the waitress. Looking around I see a black shoulder length haired figured female with her back to me, her mannerisms reminding me of someone that’s held ever so dear and recently broke my heart. A stark reminder of why I am here, hopefully to mend broken bridges. Seeing her back, her mannerisms and luscious physique compels me to walk towards her in a dream like state, mesmerized by replaying happy memories of a strong love for her, standing behind her my mind making it’s comparison and coming to the conclusion, sending messages to my lips, I hear a distant voice with a very familiar tone “Rose”! the voice is now louder and more distinct “rose baby, its me”! A slow consciousness returns as a reawakening from a stupor, seeing these two strange ladies looking at me, with a bemused look on their faces in total amazement. Utter embarrassments envelops me and utter my quick apologies and leave briskly with eyes still on the ladies I walk toward the door bumping a table before I make my exit. It the street I am enveloped by the mass of passers by. Walking along I see face after face of my long lost aydın escort desire, feeling saddened by the whole affair, walking aimlessly towards nowhere in particular down the street towards nowhere in particular, I come across a park bench on the sidewalk and decide to sit and gather my thoughts. Looking at my phone I log onto my facebook, feeling rather shitty I quickly trawl through my posts, nothing getting my attention not even the raise of an eyebrow till I come across a happy picture of you, my heart sinks not for your happiness, but for what I feel I lost with the fear that it is ever retrievable. Scouring the picture seeing your beautiful black silky hair, eyes with the glint of happiness carrying a smile with in your dark beautiful brown eyes that emphasize sweet full lips that I adore kissing and biting such erotic lips highlighted with a light crimson lipstick, that I found so maddening that tipped the balance of desire to lust, all I can help but manage a deep reluctant sigh. With tears welling up in my eyes, still looking down hearing a distant voice saying, “Sir are you alright”? looking up I see a police man looking at me, repeating “Sir are you alright“? Right on a holstered piece, the other holding back a now gathering crowd. “Please come Sir” he utters’, looking around I notice it’s no long midday, now a little past dusk. The police are looking at me and I make out re blue flashing lights a bit bemused as to the excitement ant what the attraction was, looking around disorientated, uttering aloud “shit, I’m lost”. Where you staying balıkesir escort sir, I search my mind as to the events that unfolded as to how I got here, the look of impatience is starting to unfold on the face of the police officer, while the other is holding a crowd at bay, the evening light is rapidly diminishing cars are driving with headlights. The police man returns from speaking on his radio and conversing with his colleague. Abruptly he utters, “we’ll take you to your hotel, you will have to come with me.” “Come”, I follow him to the car with flashing lights, “put hands up”, “what for I haven’t done anything”, “law he explains you can’t enter the car with out us knowing you have nothing dangerous on you”. So I become compliant and put my hands on the car roof and lean forward, I spread my legs for the imminent impending search. The tall slender officer reaches around my ankles and starts pat me down slowly moving up my leg, all of a sudden it was like a flash back me and Rose playing she use to like pretend to be a cop and arrest and frisk me the way she moved her hand up my legs she would get me hard in not time, I could feel hands moving, my head falls forward like a rag doll, all I can do is bite my bottom lip and sigh, all these emotions are stirring with in me. All of a sudden I am hard as a rock, I see rose in my mind ever so sweet, my bloods pumping hard excitement like you would. All of a sudden the young officer pats my front and is startled and says something in Filipino that I don’t understand, all of a sudden there’s laughter escort bayan everywhere all around me. I am left red faced. I hear the officer whom I spoken with a chuckle say “You like boys”! What can I say , in a low tone of voice I say “No” and with that I am ushered in to the police car, the street noise is substituted for police radio chatter, next minute I just sit and ponder how the girl I loved so much slipped through my finger, did I say or do something, looking for any reason that would justify he leaving me so abruptly with my head still bowed and searching all the days event. I feel the car slow and come to a halt, I look up and the officer in charge gets out and says “here your condo” I exist the police car and offer the my thanks, I turn around hear the slam of car door and car accelerates away, left standing in the dark on the side walk with only light from passing car feeling hungry, but could deal with the ordeal of going somewhere to eat, satiated with my fried sadness, I put my hands in my pocket and skulk through the foyer of the condo to the elevators pressing the up button I hear the crisp clear bell announcing the arrival of the elevator, the door opens, and I think NO, out of six elevator that could have opened it was the one that Rose and I made love in, stepping into it I see her and hear her words baby this is our elevator my blood pressure rises just remembering how provocatively she seduced me it the elevator, with a few sighs the door opens and sadly I exist and walk a lonely corridor come to my door and swipe the card and open the door, little confused the light’s on and walk in to the bed room, I am dumb struck before is a vision, standing there not saying any thing I see you not thinking clearly I hear the words come from all around me “ROSE”. With that I walk to you reach out and pull you to me and just hold you.

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