Forbidden Fruit Hangs Low

Beautiful long black hair flows down to her shoulders while her icy, yet warm, blue eyes captivate you and for a moment even draws from the natural temptation of our gender to stare at their breasts.

She's spent six hours a day texting you for the past month, and now you finally sit across from each other at the Wild Wings down the street from her house but miles from yours. "Why the fuck did I drive all the way to this side of town for a taken woman," you question yourself idly in the back of your mind. "But she's so beautiful, and it seems like he's not doing it for her," responds the dark side of your conscience.

She's got her issues like the rest of them, but she's into dope, she's got her own house, car, job, complete independence. The guy's been hanging around for three and a half years and she's already turned down one wedding proposal.

As you sneak into the mens room after throwing your hoodie over her head to conceal her gender as best as you can to blow a roxy at the sink, you catch your first glimpse of that low hanging but perfectly formed ass, and all of a sudden, every bit of morality about not stealing a taken woman is out the window.

Forbidden fruit hangs low. More as this developing story continues. Wish your boy luck, he's going for the steal.

 

Really gotta say dawg, I'm in a very similar boat as you. This chick has been with this dude (this dude actually being a good friend of mine from high school) off and on for like 4-5 years. As much as I value our friendship, there's not a day that goes by when I see her that I don't say to myself "He doesn't treat her right. I could be so much better for her than him." I dated this girl in my early high school years and broke up with her very quickly, then kinda dismissed her from my life. We often have these really in-depth conversations about our inability to deny that there's this certain underlying love for eachother underneath, and then just kinda sigh it all off and let the moment go/change. Now there's talk of them moving away a few states away, and as much as I want to be happy for them, I feel like that'll be the one that got away. Buttt, on the other side, I'm a little too manipulative at the core to determine whether or not this urge...this fire of raw human emotion is genuine or not...Oh well XD

 

You get it. Thanks. Hope it works out for you, too.

 

careful, there is a certain thrill to having an illict relationship but it doesn't last. and generally doesn't turn out well for anyone involved.