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16 Mayıs 2023, 22:16
I can?t tell you what it is like to wake up feeling lost and empty every morning, other than lost and empty. It is like there is a kind of scared stillness that has been lurking inside your body every moment leading up to and including that moment, which, for all you know, could be an eternal being. Not knowing who you are, where you are from or if there is anybody missing you is unbearable. You know things; what is going on in the world, who is President of the US, the dates of the major wars, various things like that, the History of the World, so to speak, but absolutely no personal history or knowledge. Waking up the morning after having been fucked by James was doubly strange therefore. James was the guy who I was living with whilst I tried to get my memory back, find out who I was, discover, or re-discover, myself. He was an excellent guy, totally accommodating, lovely to know, but when you got him in the bedroom, it seemed that there was a whole other guy that appeared from within him, and he became this Alpha Male type who would get his way. I rose from my bed and moved to go take a shower, but was halted when I, wrapped only in a bath robe, encountered James, who was as naked as the day he was born. We both stood, staring awkwardly at each other, not a work being spoken, I took in his appearance, tousled and disheveled hair, naked, look of bewilderment on his face. We both moved to go to the bathroom, and I surrendered position to let him go kolej escort bayan (http://kolej.t2bro.net/) in first, knowing he would be far speedier than I. Retreating back to my room, I sat and pondered the strangeness of it all, James? sudden change in attitude, his lack of conversation this morning, though, I hadn't been the most talkative of people either. He confused me. There was no way would I be repeating having sex with him unless it was on my terms. He had made me ache, the backs of my thighs burned, between my legs felt battered, and my head hurt like hell. I wondered whether I had been hung-over, wondered if I was a ?party-girl? that went out more than her means would afford. I heard James leave the shower and waited a few moments until I heard the front door click as he headed out, presumably to go and buy food or something, I recalled the cupboards and fridge being relatively empty. I decided that now was the perfect time to relax in the bath, not think, just to exist. I sank in and felt myself drift away into the rose Lush bath bomb, the petals that had been infused and the scents, drifting around my body, relaxing me, taking away the aches, pains and strains of the night before, and relaxing my mind about the history that I lacked. I needed to remember, that finding who I was, where I was, was only a small part: if I could never remember who I was, there was a whole new life I could make for myself, no strings from who I was before. My fingers traced over Escort sihhiye (http://sihhiye.t2bro.net/) my body, wondering what I had done to get the scars that I had attained on my body. I felt my soft skin, and drifted slowly into a warm, relaxed state, slipping in and out of sleep. I woke up fully when I heard the banging on the door outside. ?Jane! Jane! Let me in!? I recognized James? voice. ?I forgot my keys Jane. Please be in.? I stood slowly, carefully, my body getting cold against the air quickly. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it and then my robe around myself. Scrambling to the door, and letting him in. ?Jesus, Jane. How long have you been in the bath? I?ve been gone two hours.? ?Well then, just under two hours, James. Why, do you have a problem with that?? ?N-no. Just, I wasn?t sure why on earth you would want to be in there that long. We didn?t get that dirty last night.? I glared at him, unwilling to even discuss the events of the night before. Looking at my hands, I could see their sudden resemblance to prunes. I dressed quickly, tying up my long red hair into a tight, high ponytail so that it would drip dry, grabbed my bag with a few supplies from his newly bought shopping, and set off out of the house, leaving James in my dust as I headed off into the city. Wandering through the city, I decided that it was time to make new memories, rather than hunt for the old ones, for fear of what it was that I was. I meandered to the park, settling myself on the grass sincan escort (http://sincan.t2bro.net/) that was soft under my shoes, I lay back and looked up at the clear blue sky, then around me, watching people around me going about their daily routines, cycling, jogging, keeping fit? socializing, dog walking, relaxing like me. I noticed that they were all so , boring. So very human and so very boring. None of them had the lack of life that I had, and none of them were searching like I was. ?Hey there,? I heard the unfamiliar voice seemingly coming from nowhere and everywhere. ?You look like a girl with nothing to do. What say you we go and have a little fun together?? I looked up into the mischievous brown eyes of the woman above me, roughly twenty eight, dressed in her sports gear, some cute little shorts that hugged her ass, showing just the edge of that gorgeous peach and the tank top that went to meet it over her flat stomach and nice medium sized breasts, which were clad in a sports bra. Her blonde hair tied up into a high ponytail, much like my own before I decided to lay on it. I sat up and turned to see more of her, her legs, muscles obvious, but not in a way that they would put a person off by being overtly muscly. She offered her hand and I took it gladly, letting her pull me up so that I could compare our heights, she was fractionally shorter than I was, and it made me grin. ?Well, it depends what kind of fun you had in mind,? I grinned back at her as she bent and picked up my bag, taking my hand in hers again and leading me off to a more secluded area of the park that I had not yet discovered. The sun fell well over the ground and made it warmer there than it had been in my earlier position.