MENABA

Today. He chose to love her, today. After countless floating castles, and promises battling weights with feathers... She has always been a bubbly and pretty belle. Full of body and life. But no! He chose to squeeze it all out of her. You see, he made her reject his seed times uncounted, while he claimed a latex allergy. He had no allergies when it came to humping her. No. He could have her,anyhow,anywhere and she always complied. Of course anything to make him happy. Surely, Providence probably regrets imputing the issue of submissiveness in the Holy Writs or perhaps, He could just pardon her severe extremity-ness. Yes, she could have other options; in control measures and in man. Yet she didn't. For someone who oozed such superficial confidence almost to the point of neck breaking feminism, it was overwhelming. And today of all days he chose to love her. When she was dressed in a pretty lace gown, face made up and nails done, just the way she loves it. She was on her way to the huge cathedral. You see, another has claimed her. Maybe to love her in ways better and prudent than he ever did. Most of the observers had mixed feelings. They were glad that another 'rescued' her. But what if...? Oh and yes, they were mad at him. Why on earth will he choose today of all days to love her? To shed some tears from those pathetic slits in his face? When she was all alone, struggling to hold on to the feet of her soul, to prevent its vacation of her body, was he there? No! He was warming the sheets of another. And when finally she had been butchered and de-offal-ed, frozen and later left to thaw on the equally cold slab like an ostrich being readied for a banquet, he dared shed a tear? Shameless! And he is here bawling like a baby with colic. Maybe he won't get any like her; to be loved and to maltreat. That he was audacious enough to shed tears when he had drove her into the arms of Earth and Hades is very baffling.