More Than Pleasures Steamy Diaries

Luke could not help but grin silly. Of course, he could not continue being silly. So he forced himself to calm down.  “Just breath calmly. There is nothing in this place that is going to hurt you. My voice will take you to the place you want to go,” he said calmly and softly. It was so unlike the thoughts that were running inside his head.  The girl breathed and listened to the voice of that young man. She felt his hands rubbing her back down. When two fingers touched her skin longer, Shane shuddered suddenly. She felt she could not control it, and an involuntary moan came out of her mouth. She covered her mouth in embarrassment and hurriedly says, “I’m sorry, teacher! I didn’t mean to… maybe that’s not a good idea. Let’s just go back to studying, please…” Shana was really embarrassed. She kept on cursing herself for acting stupid.  Shana could not let her tutor think that she was fooling around and not serious with learning. She could

The next day Luke was waiting for Shana in the park for the class, his headphones drowning out the sound of the street while his mind wandered between different ideas. The conversation with Shana the night before had puzzled him, and now he was trying to understand what her intentions were.Her mind constantly wandered, trying to find a pattern a reason for the way she acted, and as he did that, the music on his headphones kept talking about her. Each song,

Luke looked at the entrance of the house for a few minutes before understanding that Shana did not miss him and would not go looking for him. Standing alone in that place, he saw the road to the city and remembered the ascent was very far before he could find transportation, and in the middle of the night, there was not much he could do. He couldn’t even call a taxi because with the push when he fell to the ground. He broke his cell phone. ‘All your life was avoiding this, and when you finally try, you end up like this!’ Luke repeated himself as he began to descend the hill, his steps were slow, and the road was cold and dark. He could not believe the things that had happened to him, he had so much anger that he wanted to cry from frustration, but the disappointment was even greater. The city to one side and the darkness reminded him of the things he had thought, and his feeling of inadequacy repainted his self-esteem. He walked, and

Christina's eyes were very sensitive to the light. From the night before, she had stolen all her memories; from the moment she had entered that party until the moment she woke up, everything was a jumble of blurry memories impossible to decipher. "A crazy night," she called him to bear the weight of fear of not being able to remember a

Christina's mind was lost in a nebula of reality and fantasy, and the girl had a hard time defining what was right and what was not. The image of her boyfriend breaking her trust seemed real, and those men imposing their ways on her anguished her heart, but that man with long hair who fought and rescued her appeared as a dream in a mom