Annabelllee2003
Mi può aiutare?
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So this is what it is to displease him. I choke back my tears.
Denial.
I do my best to drive down the need of before and mutely yeild to the washing and drying, my heart heavy with the knowledge that I have displeased him.
Then I think - what have I denied him? I just can't stand the thought of those women touching me.
But it feels horrible, his displeasure. What is wrong with my thinking?
I follow him to a beautiful room with huge table set only for two. My eyes widen in shock when I see the array of food on the table. It's every food that danced across my ravenous mind in the bath!
He's had it prepared - especially for me, and my heart feels squeezed with a sudden burst of emotion.
"Igor, you had them prepare this for me. Do you know how this makes me feel?" I move closer to him and put my hand on his arm looking up at him my eyes stinging smarting with tears.
"Please don't be angry with me. ...Please, I can't bear it. I'm sorry.
"Please don't draw away from me. Please."
Denial.
I do my best to drive down the need of before and mutely yeild to the washing and drying, my heart heavy with the knowledge that I have displeased him.
Then I think - what have I denied him? I just can't stand the thought of those women touching me.
But it feels horrible, his displeasure. What is wrong with my thinking?
I follow him to a beautiful room with huge table set only for two. My eyes widen in shock when I see the array of food on the table. It's every food that danced across my ravenous mind in the bath!
He's had it prepared - especially for me, and my heart feels squeezed with a sudden burst of emotion.
"Igor, you had them prepare this for me. Do you know how this makes me feel?" I move closer to him and put my hand on his arm looking up at him my eyes stinging smarting with tears.
"Please don't be angry with me. ...Please, I can't bear it. I'm sorry.
"Please don't draw away from me. Please."