What Is Love!
Hello! My beautiful readers. This is the first time I am writing, so spare me with as much criticism as you all can. Thank you.
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What is love?
This question pops into every human's mind multiple times a day. Some people are happy to find true love, some suffer to find it whole life. But this word is not in my dictionary as far as I know and have lived the stages of so called life.
Let me introduce myself, Chelsea Dennings by birth but close ones call me chels. I am quite shorty 5.2 inches tall, skinny, brunette with fair complexion and freckles on my face, hazel coloured eyes, not much of boobs but an ass to grab. 24 years old and working as a graphic designer. No love life as you must have noticed and no intentions in believing in it.
I believe in sex as everything ends up in sex, even if it is infatuation, attraction, liking, love, etc.
People tend to fall in love with each other as they are physically attracted to each other. The start of every love stories is the attraction between two people. Have you all ever heard of falling in love without being attracted? It's all lust. So, when I am getting free sex from people I trust then why to fall in love and make life complicated.
Things tend to go awry when a perfect sexual relationship is interrupted by love. But enough of my cribbing over love.
Always the start of the story is by introducing two main characters and then the story develops. It has become so monotonous over the time period. Being a wild child I have quite few stories of my life to share with you all and with numerous encounters I had over the time period. But here I shall particularly focus to the girl I met during my college 3rd year summer vacations. I thought I fell in love for the first time but it all bottled up with attraction nothing else as it was all one sided.
I have always been pessimistic my whole life, I think being pessimistic makes me face the cruelty of the world and success altogether. Marta was the girl's name as I recall. She was in my grad class and was known as the nerd of the class. People tend to be sweet with her make her to their assignments and as you must guess, I was one of them. Too sweet geek but innocent and blond too she was. For me it was always easy to fool people to make them do my work and Marta was on my top list.
I was in a closeted relationship with her for three months and I always recall my first encounter with her, beginning of the relationship. For me it was just work and sex but for her it was a true relationship.
It was Friday, November 2013. It was drizzling outside as Marta and I had occupied a corner table at cafe. She was busy working on my current assignment and I was buried into reading autobiography of Madonna - The intimate affair. I was always in a mood for good lay and after reading the sex scene in the book, I thought of hunting a girl from the bar. Thinking having a new pussy rather than regulars. I heard Marta telling me something and interrupting my rendezvous.
