The boy was have 14 years old , the woman was have 27 years old ago , after ten years … them meeting .. and this discussion happened between them ….
( He say )…
I was a boy …
Play with all thing
Color my life … with my brush
have fun … with my self , and friends
I was wish to hug … the moon
In puberty
I shout , I sing
And smoked … red cigar
I write my Past story …
i don’t know what I was doing
( oh my lady )
I Now … grow up
I still .. remember the past How you was :
you hug me
& Between your … embrace me
& Your worm lips was … kissing me
And your femininity excite me … While I sleep
I still … remember … how I see you nude
front of me … staring , dancing , and watching me
My nature was shame
And you was try to kindness me
You was told me about … something’s
I wasn’t know it ?
Like , feeling , worm , longing
( oh my lady )
I Now … grow up
( oh my lady )
Return beck .. that’s past
( oh my lady )
Are not you … was my teacher
And on your school …. I brought up ?
so … I was your student !
and between your hands …. I graduation !
so now …
let me … kiss your lips closely
and hug your fascinating body
to see your beautiful eyes
( oh my lady )
I Now … grow up
my story’s grow up with me
that’s .. small pen … it not with me now
so let me … write my novels by your lips
.
.
.
( she , laugh then cry ) and say :
Just now !! you come and tell >> I grow up
Anymore now :
You are not … on my my dream
Your name .. not on my notes
Your picture … I rend it
And erase you from my life
I grow up too !
all of my train & station has gone
and my longing for you … burn me
to embracing you as a man
so , you come now and told me our memories !
iam near 40 old ! now
so you are looking for me ??
there is many young girls , teen girls
u can find your life with them
.
.
.
( The boy ) interrupt her talk , by a kiss on her lips , strong embrace , until he feel her heart beat , shake, become high .
In moments , he start to strip she of her clothes … and rape her ( without fight )
writing by :
Prisoner Of Love
salman al-ansari
