I was a nerdy teenager, she was a beautiful young thing.
Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 12:00 pm
When I first saw her I knew she was perfect, and yet I knew, I just knew I could not have her. I stood and watched at a high level of excitement, as one by one, rich looking men in suits entered her, had their 2 mins of pleasure and passed her to the next man.
All I could do was stand and watch transfixed, wishing she would notice me enough to allow a quick prod around her openings. Who was I kidding, me a physics student a thousand leagues below her.
But it was not to be. There were others that day, oh yes there were others, some were pretty too. They all let me get inside and run my hands over their contours, let me explore every nook and cranny. And ome were good, very good but I left unsatisfied, she – the one - had not given me a second glance I was a looser in a sea of money. I vowed to myself there and then she would be mine, one day I would have her.
A year or so later we met again, and this time she allowed me the briefest of fumbles. I didn’t get her beyond first base, but it was enough. My lust blossomed into love and I remembered my promise to myself. She will be mine.
Then in Amsterdam one day I met her sister. God she looked good. Being Amsterdam she let me do as I pleased so I took full advantage and spent the most of the afternoon with her, the filthy little beast that she was. It was unbelievable, god was she good..she had the most unbelievable….no sorry she must hold some dignity. My promise then got stronger, either sister would do.
I finally arranged to meet her on the street in east London. She seemed to remember me and we went for a drink and then some more. Afterwards I asked her to be mine. She said yes and so it began. We started carefully at first, savoured the time together. As time went on it got better and better. She was everything I had ever wished for and soo much more. We have our tiffs, sure, she spends too much for a start but after five years we still live in harmony, the nerdy physics student and the supermodel.
Such is our relationship that I still get inside her two times a day and take her to heaven and back. She’s parked outside.
All I could do was stand and watch transfixed, wishing she would notice me enough to allow a quick prod around her openings. Who was I kidding, me a physics student a thousand leagues below her.
But it was not to be. There were others that day, oh yes there were others, some were pretty too. They all let me get inside and run my hands over their contours, let me explore every nook and cranny. And ome were good, very good but I left unsatisfied, she – the one - had not given me a second glance I was a looser in a sea of money. I vowed to myself there and then she would be mine, one day I would have her.
A year or so later we met again, and this time she allowed me the briefest of fumbles. I didn’t get her beyond first base, but it was enough. My lust blossomed into love and I remembered my promise to myself. She will be mine.
Then in Amsterdam one day I met her sister. God she looked good. Being Amsterdam she let me do as I pleased so I took full advantage and spent the most of the afternoon with her, the filthy little beast that she was. It was unbelievable, god was she good..she had the most unbelievable….no sorry she must hold some dignity. My promise then got stronger, either sister would do.
I finally arranged to meet her on the street in east London. She seemed to remember me and we went for a drink and then some more. Afterwards I asked her to be mine. She said yes and so it began. We started carefully at first, savoured the time together. As time went on it got better and better. She was everything I had ever wished for and soo much more. We have our tiffs, sure, she spends too much for a start but after five years we still live in harmony, the nerdy physics student and the supermodel.
Such is our relationship that I still get inside her two times a day and take her to heaven and back. She’s parked outside.
