She is cooking some thing I said smell is awesome in which she didnt reply . I didn’t stop my self kiss her chin she turn towards me with anger with...no time I held her tightly with one hand I bring her face nearer.I kissed her lips she becomes breathless and she is resisting and I didn’t stop after some time. I leave her and she slap me hardly and leave the place I drum stick with the kiss I have with her and she is damn beautiful I think my life will be over and she is good cousin but by this. When I was released, I was taken to the home that was Steve and Karen Mitchell?s house and put up in their guest bedroom. They were the ones that I had the least reaction over so they were elected to watch over me. They made sure that I took my pills on time and made sure that I took them. I hated being treating like an invalid all the time. Stephanie made sure that I ate and did not lose any more weight than I had already lost. Not that it mattered to me anyway. My body was going on. No two people would create the same definition.Love. So many different kinds; so many different emotions. I love my mother; I love my decaf mochas; I love my teddy bear from when I was three; I love the Big Bang Theory; I love to read; I love teaching; I love wearing stockings; I love sex. Yet had I ever felt true love? I don’t know. I definitely thought I was in love on a few occasions, but that faded away over time.I love you. Three simple words. I have said them before; I have had them said. She distinctly caught a whiff of some sort of food. Although she could not make it out it was food nonetheless. Oh my god... I am dead she thought as she walked over toward the kitchen and survey what or who had intruded on her "home"... at least for four more days it was hers. As she rounded the corner to the other half of the kitchen she stopped dead in her tracks. Sitting in a nook just off the kitchen was a person. The long jet black hair hung down the back and stopped at the beginning of.