Date: Thu, 11 Jul 2002 07:25:20 +0000
From: aryk2001@hotmail.com
Subject: Once Upon a Love 3

      Things in my life couldn't be any better. I had a great boyfriend, a
job, and lots of friends. I wasn't out to all of my friends, but I didn't
care. All I knew is that I loved KB with all of my heart. I thought he was
the most trusting, understanding loveable guy I knew. Well, it had been 2
months since he first told me he loved me. I called him up and asked him if
he wanted to come over and stay the night. He said he did, and that he
would be down in a couple minutes. I decided to ask my Mom if I could order
pizza, since I was having a friend over. She said I could, so I ordered
it. The guy who I talked to on the phone said that there was going to be
about an hour wait, I told him that that was fine, and he said okay. The
pizza got to my house before KB did, I was beginning to wonder what was
taking him so long. He only lived 3 houses down from me, and he told me he
would be here in a couple of minutes. I cleared my mind, and tried to find
something to occupy my time. I was watching TV for about 2 more hours, and
KB still didn't show up. I was beggining to get angree at him for standing
me up. I finally decided to call his house. I picked up the phone, and
dialed his number. His Mom answered. "Hello?", she said. "Hi, hi this is
Richard from down the street.....is KB there?" "No, sweetie, he went to
stay the night at his friend Christopher's house," she replied. "Okay,
thank you," I said. "Oh no problem sweetie, talk to you later, bye,"She
said.  "Bye", I hung up the phone. Sat back down on the couch, and just
stared at the TV for a couple of seconds, then I got up, and walked
up-stairs to my room. Closed my door, and layed in my bed. I was PISSED.

	Then I picked the phone back up and decided to call KB's
cellphone. It rang and rang and rang. No one answered. Then it went to his
voicemail. I decided I was going to call back.  This time it didn't even
ring, it went straight to his voicemail. Now see if you know anything about
cellphones, then you should know, that if you call a cellphone, and it goes
straight to the voicemail, then that means that that persons, cellphone is
now turned on. That completely pissed me off. I just decided, that I wasn't
going to say anything to him about it, and I wasn't going to call him, I'd
wait for him to call me. About 3 days later, he finally called me.  I was
mad at him still so after he said, "hello," I said, "Oh hi, I haven't
talked to you in a while, and apparently, I am shooting for a longer length
of time until I talk to you again!" Then I hung up on him. He called me
right back. I didn't want to talk to him, so I picked up the phone, and
hung it up. Then he called back for a third time, and I did the same, only
this time I hung it up, and then picked it back up, and left it off the
hook. About ten minutes later, KB was knocking on my door. I opened the
door, and said, "I thought you would get the point after I hung up on you,"
Then I was shutting the door, and he pushed it back open and said, "Damn
Rich, whats your problem?" I said, "Look.....I don't know why you like to
stand people up, and not call them, but I don't want to be with anyone who
doesn't know how to treat me." He asked me what I was talking about, and I
told him that I was referring to the other night when I asked him if he
wanted to come stay with me. He said, "Oh I'm sorry about that, I forgot."
I told him he can forget my number too. Then I closed the door, and went to
my room and sat there. I didn't understand it. I was the one who was
sitting there getting all moody about things, and getting pissed off. But I
felt more hurt that I did that to him, like a complete asshole. I decided
to call him, and I appologized for hanging up on him and slamming the door
in his face, and he said he was sorry for forgetting. Then I asked him who
chris was, and he said his cousin. I then felt like a moron. I told him I
was very sorry, and he said okay, "okay.....I understand." Then he asked me
if he could just stay the night instead.  I asked my Mom and told him that
she said yeah. He said he was going to get something to wear tomorrow, and
that he would be down shortly. I told him okay, and that I loved him. He
said he loves me too. We hung up.

	About a half an hour later, KB was knocking at my door. I opened
it, and said, "come on in." He gave me that sexy smile of his, and said, "I
think I might just do that." I took his bag, and we headed up to my
room. When we got inside, he turned around and shut the door, and walked
over to me, and kissed me on the lips. Then he started probing my mouth
with his tongue. "Wait, lets save that for later," I said.  He nodded, and
smiled at me again. "So what do you want to do Richie?" "Do you want to go
rent some movies?" "Sure." After making this decision, I borrowed my Mom's
car, and we drove to the video store. We rented a couple horror movies, and
some comedies. Then we drove back to my house, and decided to make some
pop-corn, and get lots of soda to take to my room. Then, we put in one of
the horror movies first. The movie was very frightening. I kept cuddling up
close to KB everytime something scary happened. Everytime I did this, he
would look down at me and smile. It felt so good to be held by him. When
that movie was done, we decided to take an intermission, and go get
something to eat. We went downstairs, and went through the kitchen
cupboards, searching for something that was both appetizing, and
delightful. We decided to have some left over chicken. I put it in the oven
to heat it, rather than the microwave, because I do not trust the
microwave. Then all of a sudden, KB's phone started ringing. He reached in
his pocket, and pulled it out. He looked at it, then rolled his eyes, and
answered it, saying, "Wassup." He was talking on the phone for about 10
minutes when I told him our Chicken was done. Then he said, "No one, I'll
talk to you later....peace." I asked him how come he said, "No one." He
told me because his cousin wanted to know who he was with, and he didn't
want to say his boyfriend. I asked him why he couldn't of just told his
cousin that he was with a friend. He said he didn't know and to just forget
about it. For some reason, I didn't want to forget about it, but then
again, I was thinking, "Whatever makes him happy."

	That night, after we watched all of our movies, we decided it was
time to go to bed. I turned off the lights and pulled the covers off of
me. Then I rolled over, and rested my head on KB's chest, and put my arm
over him. He started running his hands through my hair, and he said, "I
don't know why, but I like your hair." "Thanks," I said. I started rubbing
his stomache, and moving my hand down I came to the waistline of his
shorts, and tucked my hand into them. Then I started playing with his
dick. He told me to suck on it for him. So I went down, and pulled down his
shorts, and started sucking his dick. He started to softly moan, and he put
his hand on the back of my head, and started pushing me down farther and
farther. His cock was getting harder and harder inside my mouth. I was
sucking on his dick for about 10 minutes, with him squirming and moaning
all the while. Then he told me he was about to cum, and he wanted to cum
inside my mouth. He pushed my head down on his dick, and about 9 inches of
it went down my throat when I felt it start to spasm, and contract,
shooting its milk down my throat. After he was done cumming, I was still
sucking on it. Then he told me to stop. I let it fall out of my mouth, and
looked up at him. He smiled at me and said, your turn. Then he pulled down
my shorts, and started sucking my dick. He was doing such a good job. He
was licking the underside of the crown, and everything. I couldn't take
much of this, and I ended up cumming down his throat too. Then we laid back
down and fell asleep.

	I woke up at about 9:30am, and noticed KB wasn't in the bed with
me. I opened my eyes, and saw him sitting on the floor facing opposite me,
and he was talking on his phone agian. He was kind of whispering something,
but all I could here was him saying Chris. Then right after that, I heard
him say I love you. The second I heard that, I jumped up out of my bed, and
ran over to where he was sitting, and grabbed his phone from him. Then he
jumped up and said, "What the fuck.....give me my phone back!" I told him
no, and ran out of the room, and into the bathroom, where I shut and locked
the door. I started going through the numbers, and the last number called
was Chris. I then walked out of the bathroom, and looked at him straight in
the face. I tried to keep myslef from crying in front of him, but I
couldn't help it. I kept a straight face, but a tear fell from my eye. I
handed him his phone, all the while never taking my eyes off of him, and he
took it. Then looked down at it. The SECOND we broke eye contact, my fist
went at his face. I hit him right across his cheekbone. It felt like I hit
a brick wall, and it was the best feeling I've ever felt. His head jerked
to the side, then he turned his head back to me. "Get all your fucking shit
and get the fuck out of my house, you fucking nasty ass bitch," I said. He
looked down at his feet, and turned around, and walked back into my room,
got his bag, picked it up, and walked down the stairs, and out the door. I
ran to my room, and slammed the door shut, layed down on my bed and started
crying. I felt like I was being cut with a knife, from the inside out.

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