Post by Mrs. Zebra (aka Roosje) on Jan 14, 2007 4:25:27 GMT 10
Next chapter. Abby tells about sex with Luka, no details. Involves sexual harassment (no Luka's not going to harass her).
Abby woke up the next morning, next to Luka. She looked at him and smiled. He was hers, and well, that was the best thing she could have. She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to fall asleep again. She wrapped her arms around Luka and because of that, he woke up. "Goddammit, Luka, why did you wake up, I wanted to fall asleep again", Abby joked. Luka turned around to look Abby in the eyes and he sighed. He touched her hair and smiled. "You should be happy, Abby", he said. Abby laughed. "Oh yeah? Why? You're the biggest mistake in my life", she said as she kissed him on his cheek.
Luka smiled and he sat up. Abby did the same and they looked each other in the eyes again. Abby loved Luka, and Luka loved Abby. Abby kissed Luka on the nose and she stood up. "We had a long sleep, didn't we?", Luka asked. Abby nodded. But they had been stupid. They forgot to call in sick and Abby suddenly knew what the noise she had vaguely heard all night. The phone. Abby turned around quickly and looked at Luka. "We forgot to call in sick", she said.
Luka smiled. "No, we didn't", he said, standing up and walking towards Abby. He pinched her belly and kissed her on the nose. "I called the hospital a couple of hours ago", he said. Abby walked towards the kitchen and made some coffee. "Why didn't you tell me?", Abby said and she kicked his butt softly. "Would you put the coffee in cups, when it's ready?", she asked Luka and went to put on some clothes. She saw their clothes lying on the floor and she smiled. "I love you, Luka", she yelled as she put on clean panties and jeans. She didn't know what shirt to put on. She saw a tank top lying on the floor, not remembering if she'd washed it in the past weeks, but what the heck, she decided to put it on.
She walked into her living room, where she saw her god drinking coffee. "Hello, Zeus", she said and she sat down next to him.
I sighed and looked at him. He was reading the newspaper, with passion. He could not believe something so he smiled. "Oh my god, never expected that", he said. I did not say anything and cupped my head with my left hand. I placed my right hand on his knee and I sighed again. Life was so beautiful, with Luka. I smiled. I felt his eyes looking at me. Gosh, that was such a great feeling. I did not look at him, I tried not to. I still felt his eyes burning. I bursted out into laughter but I still not looked at him. Challenge going on, between us.
"You think I'm going to look at you now, aren't you?", I asked him. Luka answered. "No, I'm not." He was lying, the bastard. "Luka, admit it! You're lying!" I felt him smiling. "Okay, I am", he said. "Just a little". I finally looked at him. "I knew it", I said.
I loved Luka. Luka is my man, my love, my sexgod. He's mine and no one is going to take him away from me. Why? Because I loved him. Having sex with him is great. Though I'm still careful with sex. I've been harrassed when I was about ten by a guy from my class, I was in love with him and he knew. I was the geeky-girl, he was the popular guy. He decided to take avantage of that. I still blame myself for that. I shouldn't have let him do it. I was so dumb, I thought he was in love with me. The dumbest thing is; I told his girlfriend I was in love with him and that we had kissed once. I thought it was real love. Obviously, it wasn't.
I looked at Luka with tears in my eyes, thinking of this. I cried and walked away, to my bedroom. I slammed with the door and saw a cigarette laying on the ground. I lit it and I felt tears running down my cheek. I had decided to throw the memory away, a couple of years ago. Obviously, that hadn't worked. I cried even louder and I heard footsteps down the hallway. Luka. I did not want him to come in, I tried to lock the door but that was too late. He came in and hugged me. "What's wrong, hunny?", he asked.
I did not want to tell him so I just shook my head and said there wasn't anything wrong. But Luka wasn't crazy. "I know there is something wrong, Abby. If you don't want to tell me, say you don't. If you do, tell me." I smiled, still cyring. "Luka, you don't want to know. If I'll tell you, you won't love me any more", I sighed. He looked me in the eyes. "I love you, no matter what, Abby", he said, and he kissed me. I kissed him back and well, I think we kissed for over 10 minutes. Luka stopped kissing. "Jesus, Abby I had to kiss you off those lips of mine", he smiled.
He sat down on the bed. During the kiss, I had thought about it all. I'm going to tell Luka.
Abby woke up the next morning, next to Luka. She looked at him and smiled. He was hers, and well, that was the best thing she could have. She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to fall asleep again. She wrapped her arms around Luka and because of that, he woke up. "Goddammit, Luka, why did you wake up, I wanted to fall asleep again", Abby joked. Luka turned around to look Abby in the eyes and he sighed. He touched her hair and smiled. "You should be happy, Abby", he said. Abby laughed. "Oh yeah? Why? You're the biggest mistake in my life", she said as she kissed him on his cheek.
Luka smiled and he sat up. Abby did the same and they looked each other in the eyes again. Abby loved Luka, and Luka loved Abby. Abby kissed Luka on the nose and she stood up. "We had a long sleep, didn't we?", Luka asked. Abby nodded. But they had been stupid. They forgot to call in sick and Abby suddenly knew what the noise she had vaguely heard all night. The phone. Abby turned around quickly and looked at Luka. "We forgot to call in sick", she said.
Luka smiled. "No, we didn't", he said, standing up and walking towards Abby. He pinched her belly and kissed her on the nose. "I called the hospital a couple of hours ago", he said. Abby walked towards the kitchen and made some coffee. "Why didn't you tell me?", Abby said and she kicked his butt softly. "Would you put the coffee in cups, when it's ready?", she asked Luka and went to put on some clothes. She saw their clothes lying on the floor and she smiled. "I love you, Luka", she yelled as she put on clean panties and jeans. She didn't know what shirt to put on. She saw a tank top lying on the floor, not remembering if she'd washed it in the past weeks, but what the heck, she decided to put it on.
She walked into her living room, where she saw her god drinking coffee. "Hello, Zeus", she said and she sat down next to him.
I sighed and looked at him. He was reading the newspaper, with passion. He could not believe something so he smiled. "Oh my god, never expected that", he said. I did not say anything and cupped my head with my left hand. I placed my right hand on his knee and I sighed again. Life was so beautiful, with Luka. I smiled. I felt his eyes looking at me. Gosh, that was such a great feeling. I did not look at him, I tried not to. I still felt his eyes burning. I bursted out into laughter but I still not looked at him. Challenge going on, between us.
"You think I'm going to look at you now, aren't you?", I asked him. Luka answered. "No, I'm not." He was lying, the bastard. "Luka, admit it! You're lying!" I felt him smiling. "Okay, I am", he said. "Just a little". I finally looked at him. "I knew it", I said.
I loved Luka. Luka is my man, my love, my sexgod. He's mine and no one is going to take him away from me. Why? Because I loved him. Having sex with him is great. Though I'm still careful with sex. I've been harrassed when I was about ten by a guy from my class, I was in love with him and he knew. I was the geeky-girl, he was the popular guy. He decided to take avantage of that. I still blame myself for that. I shouldn't have let him do it. I was so dumb, I thought he was in love with me. The dumbest thing is; I told his girlfriend I was in love with him and that we had kissed once. I thought it was real love. Obviously, it wasn't.
I looked at Luka with tears in my eyes, thinking of this. I cried and walked away, to my bedroom. I slammed with the door and saw a cigarette laying on the ground. I lit it and I felt tears running down my cheek. I had decided to throw the memory away, a couple of years ago. Obviously, that hadn't worked. I cried even louder and I heard footsteps down the hallway. Luka. I did not want him to come in, I tried to lock the door but that was too late. He came in and hugged me. "What's wrong, hunny?", he asked.
I did not want to tell him so I just shook my head and said there wasn't anything wrong. But Luka wasn't crazy. "I know there is something wrong, Abby. If you don't want to tell me, say you don't. If you do, tell me." I smiled, still cyring. "Luka, you don't want to know. If I'll tell you, you won't love me any more", I sighed. He looked me in the eyes. "I love you, no matter what, Abby", he said, and he kissed me. I kissed him back and well, I think we kissed for over 10 minutes. Luka stopped kissing. "Jesus, Abby I had to kiss you off those lips of mine", he smiled.
He sat down on the bed. During the kiss, I had thought about it all. I'm going to tell Luka.