Same Old Story

She looked at him as he walked away from her. Like a child, he stomped his feet rather than walked, showing his anger. He hailed a taxi after walking a short distance. His taxi had long gone, but Ellie still continued to look in the direction it took.

She didn’t know how long she stood rooted at her place. But a tear rolling down her cheek brought her back to the present. She wiped the solitary tear with the back of her hand, then went back inside her shop.

After making sure that she locked up, her feeble feet walked up to her flat.

After taking a quick bath, she flopped herself onto the bed. She felt exhausted, physically and mentally. What happened between her and Ryo played back in her mind. She recalled the roller coaster of emotion she rode earlier.

Ryo felt so good. Their bodies naturally fit one another. She remembered how wonderful he tasted and how marvelous he made her feel.