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About Me
- Brad
- Former adult teacher who loves island beaches. Happy homebody and family man; once devoted dog owner, now without Tashi, my Tibetan Terrier. I prefer the absurdity of the imagination to the absurdity of imagining nothing.
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-part Ⅱ-
However, she didn’t care; or rather, she didn’t have the time to care because while she was talking to Hayaki, her mind was all on her daughter, Nori. Then,
“Oh my god, Nori! Are you ok, are you hurt?”
“No, I’m fine. See, mom.”
As she tried to stand up, Myra saw the blood bleeding to her knee.
She was frantic over her tiny mark. Of course, Hayaki wouldn’t care less because she was Busy powdering her newly formed beautiful nose.
“Oh, wow! look at the time. I have to go now. Bye, hon!” As she said it, she air kissed Myra, then she quickly left.
As her chauffeur drove Hayaki to her office, she couldn’t get her mind off of Myra’s daughter because Myra brought her daughter so well behaved and so beautifully. She’d never admitted this, but she secretly wanted a girl! Before her son was born, her husband didn’t seem to be busy at night. Whenever she wanted her husband to be her side at nights, her husband used his “business matters” to excuse himself at nighttimes.
Of course, she said to herself, he had to be because he’s the breadwinner. But lately, she noticed he used too many excuses not to be with her at nighttimes. Now, she wanted a girl more than ever, and she told her chauffeur to drive her to home instead and decided to get pregnant right now since she knew her husband was at home working. Now the time is great, she said to herself, because my hubby is at home working and all I have to is seduce him to make me a baby.
Yes, she had to have everything, even if she had to lie or kill someone to get it. That was her way of getting it, and that was how she got her husband. When she was at some social party to meet some eligible bachelors, she met her husband, which was 26 year gaps between her and her husband, she didn’t care at all even when she got pregnant with her “forbidden child, Nori,” she set her mind to get her married with now called “husband.” She didn’t care what the others said about her being a gold digger and a bi*ch because all she cared about was money and money only.
Because when she heard she was pregnant with a son, she was so excited because if she got a divorce, she would, at least, get her alimony of what she had earned plus a child support. And when her husband dies later, she would get all of money from his funds to get supported. And she definitely would get remarried to some eligible bachelor later. That was her plans, anyhow. Whenever things weren’t turned her way, as she wanted to be, she kept told herself repeatedly I wasn’t like this, the nature made me like this, and whenever she said this, she felt comfortable and at ease.
So, there she was at home desperately wanting to have another baby, she found her husband at the den working hard as usual. She finally had him seduced to a bed, but she forgot that she’s now having a menopause.
Obviously, she didn’t want to admit that because she kept saying to herself,
“How could this beautiful woman have a menopause?
That must be a mistake!” as she said this, she threw her make-up kits down to a floor, and broke a mirror.
When her husband heard it, he guessed she was having a fit, and he knew what that meant: she needed a new dress.
-603 words.
Road to the Cup
Inside, outside, he shoots, he scores,
Is this the year it could be?
This is not a game, this is war.
It’s the Cup we’re fighting for,
For once let’s make history!
Inside, outside, he shoots, he scores.
It’s not the ‘Hawks but ‘Nucks that soar,
Beat the champions clear and free,
This is not a game, this is war.
Now on to Nashville, goals galore?
Rinne’s in net, not so easy,
Inside, outside, he shoots, he scores.
First game, we owned the Predators,
Their round two jitters we see,
This is not a game, this is war.
C’mon Canucks, do it once more,
Solve Rinne, that’s the key!
Inside, outside, he shoots, he scores,
This is not a game, this is war.
-part Ⅱ-
However, she didn’t care; or rather, she didn’t have the time to care because while she was talking to Hayaki, her mind was all on her daughter, Nori. Then,
“Oh my god, Nori! Are you ok, are you hurt?”
“No, I’m fine. See, mom.”
As she tried to stand up, Myra saw the blood bleeding to her knee.
She was frantic over her tiny mark. Of course, Hayaki wouldn’t care less because she was Busy powdering her newly formed nose.
“Oh, wow! look at the time. I have to go now. Bye, hon!” As she said it, she air kissed Myra, then she quickly left.
As her chauffeur drove Hayaki to her office, she couldn’t get her mind off of Myra’s daughter, Nori, because Myra brought her daughter so well behaved and so beautifully. She’d never admitted this, but she secretly wanted a girl! Before her son was born, Toby J. Lee, her husband didn’t seem to be busy at night. Whenever she wanted her husband to be her side at nights, her husband used his “business matters” to excuse himself at nighttimes because he wanted only one child.
“Of course,” she said to herself,
“He had to be because he’s the breadwinner.”
But lately, she noticed he used too many excuses not to be with her at nighttimes. Now, she wanted a girl more than ever, and she told her chauffeur to drive her to home instead and said,
“I have to get pregnant, no matter what!”
Yes, she had to have everything, even if she had to lie or kill someone to get it. That was her way of getting it, and that was how she got her husband. When she was at some social party to meet eligible bachelors, she met her husband—which was a 26-year gap between her and her husband. She didn’t care at all even when she got pregnant with her forbidden child, Nori, she set her mind to get her married with now called husband. She didn’t even care what the others said about her being a gold digger and a bitch because all she cared about was money and money only.
When she heard she was pregnant with a son, she was so excited because even if she got a divorce with her husband, she would, at least, get her alimony of what she earned plus a child support. And when her husband dies later, she would get all of money from his funds to get supported. And she definitely would get remarried to some eligible bachelor later. That was her plan, anyhow.
Whenever things weren’t turned her way as she wanted to be, she kept told herself repeatedly I wasn’t like this, the nature made me like this, and whenever she said this, she felt comfortable and at ease.
So, there she was at home desperately wanting to have another baby, she found her husband at the den working hard as usual.
“Oh, Hi. Hon.” As he said this, he didn’t look up to see her.
“How typical of him.” She said to herself, but that wasn’t her if she gave up like that.
“Hi!” as she said this, she leaned against the doorway, and she entered the den with her sexy body swaying side to side. But as usual, her husband didn’t react. Then she goes behind his chair and said,
“Oh, honey. Look at those tense muscles. Here, let me help you.” as she tried to unbuttoned his shirt,
“Don’t! Don’t EVER touch me, ok? Here’s some money!” as he said this, he threw money in front of her face.
“But. . .”
“Don’t you want this?” He scoffs. And said, “You got married just because I’m a sugar daddy, isn’t that right? Now. get out! I’m about to have an important video conference.”
After, she collected money from the floor with tears in her eyes she quickly went upstairs. After she collected herself, she sat up straight in front of the dresser,
“How could this beautiful woman doesn’t have a sexy instinct? That must be a mistake!” as she said this, she threw her make-up kits down to a floor, and broke a mirror.
When her husband heard it downstairs, he knew she was having a fit, and he knew what that meant: she needed a new dress.
-723 words.
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