My Dear John Once upon a time… I guess this started out as a fairytale so may as well begin with ‘once upon a time’. There was a broken woman and there was a broken man. Each hurt, sad and damaged, feeling like they were missing a part of themselves. And when they meet Sparks flew. 💥 From the moment he opened the Taxi door to help her out and into his strong arms, until weeks later when they sadly embraced to say goodbye...
Sometime ago, the world was dark, grim and surviving another day was just pure bravery. Living in a Black-&-White world was the order of the day… It started with the King looking for his Queen, and the Queen, waiting for her King to find her, she called it: "the exception to the rule". Each struggling to make sense of the world that was supposed to be easy. “When you find the ONE, you’ll know”. This phrase was stuck and p...
I can remember the day we met, as if it was yesterday. It was a Monday morning early June 1995. I walked up the wheelchair ramp towards the Charge Office. It was a cold morning in Cape Town, the rain made patterns in the puddles of water. I was greeted with a heavenly smell of perfume. It was a nice way to start my day. At the front desk was female Sargent de Jager. In front of her, there you were, a women with black hair...
There it is. As she gazes upon her sexy beasty for the first time in years, her heart rips open as the memories come flooding back. Slowly she stretches forth her hand. She has dreamt about this moment forever. The tips of her fingers touch silky smooth skin. Sending a shock wave straight through her heart. How she longed for him. She wraps her fingers around his shaft and strokes him up and down. He throbs within her gra...
