Read Part I here: http://herethis-therethat.blogspot.in/2011/04/new-love-stories.html
The prince searched among his virtual friend list and also in all his friends of friends' list. With all the Photoshopped images as profile pictures, it was hard for him to figure out which one was the girl he had dreamt of. He didn't want to masturbate in the shower by himself again. He needed a girl. But the girls he knew wanted gifts and sex wasn't a topic that was discussed much. Because of his father's religious connections, he only had access to sex workers and (fake) horny daughters of the congregation.
He wanted nothing of them. The prince wanted a girl who loved him for what he was. Who would accept his cute little beer belly and not push him towards dieting and drinking karela (bitter gourd) juice, who wouldn't make him watch Shilpa Shetty yoga videos, and who didn't always run to the diamond section of a jewellery store on a date.
The prince hoped that the girl he dreamt of was nothing like his cruel ex-girlfriends. He hoped that this time round, his heart wouldn't be broken and he would finally find love. Or make her come at least once, as he was good at a hand job.
Making full abuse of his rich father's powers, the prince summoned a sketch artist who had to come running from a suspect sketching section. The prince described in detail the boobs and the ass of the girl of his dreams, adding other tiny details like eyes, nose, face structure etc. With very little to go on, the sketch artist still managed to make a girl and not a Playboy Bunny out of the prince's descriptions. When he showed it to the prince, the prince was ecstatic. "You have it right!" he shouted with joy. "Now I need to just find her."
Luckily for the prince, one of his friend who was an obnoxious asshole but a school mate of PizzaLover123, was visiting him at that exact moment. He instantly recognized from the boobs that the prince was talking about PizzaLover123. That's because the boobs were real and not silicon like the prince and he were used to. The prince's friend gave him all the details of where to find her and what she liked. And that very night, the prince and his friend departed to see PizzaLover123.
Meanwhile in her bedroom, PizzaLover123 was pinning over a poster of Johnny Depp as she kept touching herself. It had been months since she'd seen some action in that region. Her father was always suspicious of the guys she hung out with, so for her winter holidays, she had been staying indoors and watching TV a lot. However, tomorrow, her college would start for the fresh term and she would go back to ogling at the guys from the hotel management institute. There was a paucity of choice as the MBA institute right next to her college was only admitting engineering graduates who were all super horny geeks with no hands-on experience in female anatomy but great interest, however.
Now, we cannot always know what goes on in a girl's mind, and PizzaLover123 was very good at hiding her emotions. Or so she thought. She wanted a lover, a boyfriend, a husband, a friend, a confidante and an honest person. And there was no chance in hell that Jesus was resurrecting anytime in this century. So she had to contend with the choices that life gave her. And these were not always the best of the lot. The ones she was with were infact good people but she could not see beyond their exterior cover, beyond what their hands were capable of doing to her. She could not see what they thought in their minds or how they felt in their heart. She was always reminded of the devil that gave her the highest pleasure and shame.
(More to come in Part III)
Read Part III here: http://herethis-therethat.blogspot.in/2013/02/new-love-stories-part-iii.html
The prince searched among his virtual friend list and also in all his friends of friends' list. With all the Photoshopped images as profile pictures, it was hard for him to figure out which one was the girl he had dreamt of. He didn't want to masturbate in the shower by himself again. He needed a girl. But the girls he knew wanted gifts and sex wasn't a topic that was discussed much. Because of his father's religious connections, he only had access to sex workers and (fake) horny daughters of the congregation.
He wanted nothing of them. The prince wanted a girl who loved him for what he was. Who would accept his cute little beer belly and not push him towards dieting and drinking karela (bitter gourd) juice, who wouldn't make him watch Shilpa Shetty yoga videos, and who didn't always run to the diamond section of a jewellery store on a date.
The prince hoped that the girl he dreamt of was nothing like his cruel ex-girlfriends. He hoped that this time round, his heart wouldn't be broken and he would finally find love. Or make her come at least once, as he was good at a hand job.
Making full abuse of his rich father's powers, the prince summoned a sketch artist who had to come running from a suspect sketching section. The prince described in detail the boobs and the ass of the girl of his dreams, adding other tiny details like eyes, nose, face structure etc. With very little to go on, the sketch artist still managed to make a girl and not a Playboy Bunny out of the prince's descriptions. When he showed it to the prince, the prince was ecstatic. "You have it right!" he shouted with joy. "Now I need to just find her."
Luckily for the prince, one of his friend who was an obnoxious asshole but a school mate of PizzaLover123, was visiting him at that exact moment. He instantly recognized from the boobs that the prince was talking about PizzaLover123. That's because the boobs were real and not silicon like the prince and he were used to. The prince's friend gave him all the details of where to find her and what she liked. And that very night, the prince and his friend departed to see PizzaLover123.
Meanwhile in her bedroom, PizzaLover123 was pinning over a poster of Johnny Depp as she kept touching herself. It had been months since she'd seen some action in that region. Her father was always suspicious of the guys she hung out with, so for her winter holidays, she had been staying indoors and watching TV a lot. However, tomorrow, her college would start for the fresh term and she would go back to ogling at the guys from the hotel management institute. There was a paucity of choice as the MBA institute right next to her college was only admitting engineering graduates who were all super horny geeks with no hands-on experience in female anatomy but great interest, however.
Now, we cannot always know what goes on in a girl's mind, and PizzaLover123 was very good at hiding her emotions. Or so she thought. She wanted a lover, a boyfriend, a husband, a friend, a confidante and an honest person. And there was no chance in hell that Jesus was resurrecting anytime in this century. So she had to contend with the choices that life gave her. And these were not always the best of the lot. The ones she was with were infact good people but she could not see beyond their exterior cover, beyond what their hands were capable of doing to her. She could not see what they thought in their minds or how they felt in their heart. She was always reminded of the devil that gave her the highest pleasure and shame.
(More to come in Part III)
Read Part III here: http://herethis-therethat.blogspot.in/2013/02/new-love-stories-part-iii.html
Read Part IV here: http://herethis-therethat.blogspot.in/2013/03/new-love-stories-part-iv.html
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