Charles (not Chuck or Charlie or Chas) had the physique fit for a god. As we chatted, a goddess of a woman came from the house next door and joined us... Charles introduced her as Helen. I imagined that hers was a face that could launch a thousand ships. Helen appeared to be around 25 -- my and Lisa's age. Helen worked in fashion design and she certainly looked the part. I could tell that her clothes were tailored just for her. Her golden hair framed her beautiful face and came to a rest at her. “Welcome to my humble abode,” he beamed.“Damn,” Danny remarked stepping inside and setting aside the cooler he’d rolled through the housing development. “What?”“I love that you dress so gay. It turns me on,” he admitted freely.“This old thing,” winked Windsor.“Where the hell did you even find a pink apron with ‘sissy’ written on it in glitter?”“They’re rhinestones. And I bedazzled it myself, Daddy!”“Smokin’ hot!”“Thank you,” twirled the bottom showing off the black mesh midriff top and and. That day I went to my room after work, and was thinking what my girl would be thinking but later that night my girl messaged me. I was very happy to see her message. She told me that she got to know that I am in love with her to which I replied “yes, I am in love with u since the day I saw you”, maybe that was my lucky day she replied me saying that she too loved me from the first day she saw me.I was on cloud 9 after I heard those three magic words from her. We used to go on romantic candle. When his two newest guards had carried the limp, beautiful, girl into his throne room, he had though all of his dreams had come true. He had his pretty pet, his flower, his Persephone. He didn’t bother to think that she may have other plans. He scowled and threw a wine glass into the other wall, shattering the elegant goblet completely. Call him immature, but his rage was something feared among all gods. All gods excepting Persephone, of course. Not only was she hidden from him, she was hidden.