RONY BROWN'S SERIALS

INTRAPERSONAL 7 The pain of what had struck was phenomenal. “I will make this right.” She had to shut it out but it just came pouring. His touch, his voice… It could not have all been a lie. She could feel him give his all to her. He could not have faked it all. His tenderness, his love making… “STOP!” Victoria screamed. “I love you.” That was it for Victoria. She gathered up whatever dignity she had left. The truth was there was none left. So she held on to the phantom dignity she had left, all the while replaying the night before in her head. *** He had carried her in his arms and walked into his car because Victoria’s body was still heaving with sobs. They sat together in the back whilst the two men took the front seat and drove them off into the night. He murmured sweet nothings into her head all the way. The smell of him had filled the car intoxicating her senses even more. In the car they had started kissing; mouth, tongue and heart.

INTRAPERSONAL-6A HER Her hair was held in the strictest bun. She never starches her dresses but this time she did. She choose her gloomiest colours and her darkest lipstick. She was prepared to murder him with desire; desire so close yet very far indeed. HIM He had made it his business to find a hole in her schedule so they could meet. He knew her more than any other. He knew how to make her moan unlike any other man she ever had. And tonight, he was going in for the kill. *** She had to admit, he looked classy. The army had always been his dream and it had hewed him into the perfect alpha male. This physique was perfectly chiseled making Victoria wonder if everywhere was as chiseled and firm. His skinny jeans did not make it any easier in pushing her thought off that trail. He had asked that they go see a movie. She must have arrived late because the theatre was empty apart from his chiseled 6 foot 3 inches frame that towered over her. “You look nice.”