I am both scared and in love at the same time and I totally believe him to be ready for it. Why? Because I feel the same way about him. The thought of him letting the woman touch, awaken in me an animal eager for blood. I'm not even aware of what I will do when my worst seas come true."How come you didn't have siblings?""I told you, mine got me late. They worked for a long time on the child and in fact, as soon as they gave up, that's when it happened. ""Do you want children one day, Samantha?""Your children?" Oh God, I haven't thought about it yet. It's in my head blur for a moment."My children, Samantha. Of course. Would she want someone else in her own bed? ”He was a little offended, and only because of his own insecurity."No one but you, Blake. You are my first and last. You know that. "I stroke his cheek a little through that thick beard I love so much, ah he tilts his head because he enjoys that caress every time. M

I nod to Samantha after we are left alone, and she walks away to me to explain."She is going out of town tomorrow to try to solve it. We will be alone on Saturday. "This cheered me up, so I quickly kissed her and went to the room.Friday passes in anticipation of the afternoon when my brother will leave.As soon as he crossed the threshold with his suitcase, I ran to the couch next to Samantha and pulled her up the floor."Good luck, you have no idea what I'm going to do to you tonight."he squeezes my thighs around my hips, so I adjust to it to feel good how excited I am for her.“Why wait for the evening? We are alone. Take me upstairs. "I don't wait for her to tell me twice, I pull her arm and while she's giggling happily, I slung it over my shoulder and carried it up the stairs. As I wear it he puts his hands under my shirt and tries to tickle me."I'm not ticklish here.""And whe

My happiness is not at all aware of the strength it shows in all hardships moments, in those where I simply fail. How she calmed down and made my brother understand, I don't know, I am amazed by that little girl every day. He so bravely deals with everything that life prepares for us, with Perry, s threats, with my past, and now with this strange state in between her, me, and my brother.Sunday dawned, he hadn't shown up at home yet to talk.My head is in chaos because the old one is coming too because we have a big one ahead of us next week tender and concluding a new deal. Samantha is at least here to give it to me need peace and tranquility.Around noon my brother finally showed up at home.I get up from the couch and walk towards him, but he just walks past me without a word. I hate when he sulks, he always acted like that no matter when we would sometimes get hooked on something, mostly about nonsense. It's worse than some women."Let's sit he

I sit on my bed and hold that bottle of pills in my handI swept it into the drawer a couple of weeks ago. Now I feel like only I can quench this burning hatred in my stomach and quench my thirst for blood. Images that pass before my eyes are not at all to describe. Every director a little a better horror film would now envy my imagination and originality. The bottle rustles in my fingers as my gaze flies over the tiny ones in letters as if it would drive away images of what I want to do Perry. That one human part of me, the one belonging to Samantha, warns me that now, especially now I have to stay calm and sober, in control because everyone my wrong step can only hurt Samantha. My hands tremble at the thought of what Perry did. My father, Moby, Samantha. She made a threat and hit where I was most it hurts. If she had done anything to me, I would have survived, but to touch them, my family, in everything I have… It will not go unpunished. We got home an hour ago, I took a sho

Everything somehow fell silent, I used to hear him crying, but now I can't you can't even hear his breathing. She looks at the man who tells us about the coffins and offers the same through so much charm that one would think we are buying a new one in the kitchen, not the coffin for his father. At one point, Blake stood up, and then for the first time, I saw with certainty that the possibility was yes I lose it great because what radiates from it is no longer woven of love, a foreign notion that I am very afraid of. He rushed out the door and after a break and a noise was heard apparently caused by his pain and anger, Victor's hand made me even stronger squeezes."They will have to take pills again, there is no other ..."I know he won't agree to it, and it's for me. I sigh and look I apologize to the startled undertaker, and head for Blake. I find leaning his hands on the car, his head on his chest while looking at the floor andI'm sure she's crying in silence