Now, I love Torch, she's my best friend, my lover, the only girl on this Earth who completes me... which means anything funny, or fun, that we do, ends up here.
This is the former, beware, for those of a weak stomach, it's a bit much, (men especially).
To begin, Tori's (her real name is Victoria, everyone calls her Tori, I call her Torch) parents are psychotic. They hate men, and for good reason, their daughter is beautiful, smart, loving, and an amazing artist. I am blessed beyond words.
With the sweet comes the sour, or in this case, iron tasting, she comes over rarely, but when she does we're balls out passion, embracing, removing clothes, kissing, caressing, etc. So, September 30th, 2003, was no exception.
This was out 5th time together, (since out proclamation of love) most of our romance is online, but real, she only lives a few miles away, but is only able to sneak out rarely.
So we embrace, as always, and I feel my love and essence in her, so we kiss madly, as per usual, and she says, "We only have ten minutes," and looks to me to make a decision, my pleasure, or hers.
To pause this: This decision would take a man an hour, but I make it simply, being an idiosyncratic male, hers.
