The Story Of Our Lives

Deception:

I think of it as an art,as it demands determination,creativity n pseudo confidence.

Betrayal:

A disease that afflicts a select few,ravaging them,metamorphosing them from flesh n bone to a vegetative sucker for emotion n false hope.Such ppl will spend a entire lifetime waiting,believing in the butterfly.

Lust:

A age old emotion in a new found avatar,thx to da generation.Undeniable,Perfectly sane.

Friendship is the most sacred all .If u dare taint it ,then u shall bear its mark forever.For better or for worse(Something i have to live with).

Me,A close friend and a gal these are the ingredients of a fascinating tale of deception,betrayal n lust,Corresponding to the order of introduction.

Each of us had a head of our own,We all played n toyed with each other,Only i emerged victorious albeit a bit scarred(i say scarred 'coz scars dont last a lifetime)N Ryan in an attempt to overcome his weakness embraced it completely,The last i knew his heart lay in pieces,His feeble mind trying to detach the one parasite,dat redefined his world ,his psyche.each piece bounded by his weakness, his luv.

Not knowing wat to expect,Having failed miserably to comprehend,He drags on with his so called existence. Failing 2 learn from his mistakes,Adamant on going on,giving it all it takes,All he has or will ever have.Earlier it was his heart,Now it is his ego he is fighting for he clarifies.

They say a man's eyes give away everything,All i can see is that his heart beats in his chest no more..Haplessly helpless dats wat he is.He loves some1 who has no love anymore.Hopes fer a miracle n prays fer da pinnacle of his life.Better yet he believes he can change not realising he is being changed,Forgetting his ways in da pursuit of new hope,hoping against all hope.He portrays himself a connoisseur but is nowhere near.

His chivalry n courtesy r now lacklustre using it to charm the one who shudnt be.This tale wud never have an end to it as it still goes on ,

Now as we speak.

I was the puppeteer,Ryan n S the puppets.How i played them against each other proves the dark side of me,But i eventually got them back too so i deserve some credit after all.

Lets start with the gal......

She was an emotional freak,desperate fer a shoulder,brooding without respite.She trusted too fast n too many.She was the blossomed rose in the garden by the street,plucked often by any1 who saw fit.Obsessed with the opposite sex,she had no control over her lust ,none at all.All she needed was someone expendable enough to be her dog on a leash.As fate wud have it Ryan was it.From day 1 she knew she cud make him fall for her,But y shud i wen i dont want him??she questioned herself.

Alas if her life had more meaning she wudnt have done it to"get a kick out of it" as she puts it.Slowly but steadily she n Ryan grew closer,closer yet.Now she was in a fix,She needed to push away .Wat cud be better than a new dog to clear the competition.....,N now here comes in Jack.Jack is a ladies man,he knows his women,like a barber knows his hair.She knew his kind well.He pitched,n she fell.Fer those few minutes of passion she forsook her morality.Now here's where it all goes wrong.

She meets a new guy,Me.Friendly,Jovial n cute,also an excellent listener, perfect friend-material...

I was da average guy on the block,unlucky wit gals,desperate for luv.Knowing her for wat she is i thought i'll give her a shot,just fer da sake of it.....Especially wen 2 of ur friends rave about a gal all the time,Curiosity just boils ova....

By this time Jack seems to have it steady wit her n Ryan had backed out completely.So dat left me n Jack.I knew Jack well,i knew his ways.So i decided to wait ,Wait for the opportune moment,n so i did.Some time later,I had Jack by his throat,S by my side,All i had to do is make sure Jack squeals,N he didnt disappoint me at all.Dat strikes off Jack.

The winner 'Me' now had an opportunity after all.

During all this the gal mistakes my devilry as chivalry.

She tries to reason,to decipher....Confused n desperate dat she is,Love blooms in her heart.By leaps n bounds she is awestruck.Powerfully blinded by that Supreme emotion.I see the high she is on n i take flight too...Hoping for the best...Unfortunately,we were never meant to be.With every rift i grew away,overcoming,deciphering the signs.Untill it was all over.Over at last.Or so i thot.

The passion was phenomenal,our lips ever demanding,adventurous n sizzling were those days.

Chapter 2

A couple of years had passed,my luck with women often leading to a dead end.

"That bitch must've jinxed me" i said to myself reassuringly.

I had spoken to her on the phone a couple of times at random over the years.She was 'passe' for me now,Another conquered trophy.

Amidst these dreary days i heard that she n Ryan arent on talking terms these days,some petty fight i thought,Besides she wasnt my pie anymore ,so y care?

But after a weeks constant hue n cry from Ryan i decided to sit up n take notice.U always tend to take pity on the ones that whine,i sure do, no matter how ugly that dog is.

So i decided to text her,n i did,Well i have to admit whenever u pitch a tent the first thing that comes to ur mind is the bare aesthetic beauty of a woman.And if u've been lucky enough just once then it sure isnt a sight easily forgotten .

So out of respect her Venus,or b'coz i'd heard of her new found oomph i did it.

I met her outside her dance class,exchanged the usual pleasantries ,did some small talk ,all the time the qs"wat does she want" scratching below the surface.

Then in one profound yet surreal moment she said it,"Ryan is stalking me","Ryan's acting like a complete loon","Lost his bonkers ,him"

I never realised a few bitchy words could give a man a hard on.Awe,curiosity ,joy,adrenaline -unreal absolutely unreal,i never knew i was capable of exp multi emotions,or maybe u cud round it off as one,basic instinct .I played my part well,the usual denial,comfort talk n sympathy,all this while my heart was racing.

A short drive later,i had time to contemplate on my own the events of the day.

1.She's bitching about Ryan.

2.She has called me to her place tommorrow.

3.Why the hell have i dragged myself into the pithy innuendos of a carnal-craving freak?

From the 1st n 2nd i saw an opportunity to pluck her cherry,n make merry.

The 3rd and most imp fact is wat worried me ,did i really want to be in on this melodrama?,Not for longer than my sweet-tooth wud need i decided.

Next Day

Rang the bell,

There she was, a pretty smile,a familiar base and a excuse of a garment ,only diff was the chase was dead."Her legs -Interesting"i said to myself.

I made myself comfortable on the couch,drank a glass of water ,for my parched throat,or maybe something south.

Some random gibberish was thrown here n there.

The old vibes of intimacy made me jumpy n restless ,i started walking around,much to her surprise,i'm sure she was wondering y i was acting like a prude,when clearly we've both shed our inhibitions and more before or so to say.

I asked her to move to the bedroom ,it was more comfortable i thought,All this while 1 qs trying to burst outta my skull,"Should i make a move?"

By the time i reached the bedroom,i knew the ans,with a grin i began playing with her hair.

Old-Skool folks!!

A few sweet nothings later,Over her ,adjusting her pillow, i was sucking every luscious bit of her lips,like a bee seeking out nectar,for nothing less it was.

i did take her top off in record time that day,n we both didnt know wen it came off,

Then she ceased to please fer a moment ,pouted her lips n waltzed out of the bedroom,"Some tease ,this woman "i said to myself,N i followed suit lke a hound tracking its prey.

There she was by the couch ,i walked towards her with lust driven eyes,

engulfing her with a passionate kiss,or kisses that seemed to last forever,My fingers had wandered,n she convulsed,every wave in hers echoing in me.

"This is lust at its best"she said feebly.before breaking off .

And the events that transpired wud've given Hefner a run for his money.

Before i left that day never to return ,There is one phrase of hers that was distinctly pleasurable "This is as if i was dating a lay man and George Clooney came along..."

" U r the clooney i'm talking about "

If only i didnt have a brain but only organs for copulation i would've dared to imagine what events would have transpired that day.

But in my book 'Once is human ,Twice is stupid'

And so there ended another eventful encounter with the embodiment of everything 'lustily sultry'.

After this i did my best to get Ryan into the picture,Threw a few seeds here n there ,watered them untill they blossomed into Ryan's benefit.

Wat the hell,'u cant make ur pie and have it too',U need to take notice of the angst-stricken,longing ,persistent dog n throw it a bone for humanity's sake.Maybe the next time u see it it'll wag its tale.But this dog didnt,instead it fucking bit me,n i intend to make sure it gets its worth,someday,some damn day......

Today Ryan is a happy man,He n Sin have been seeing each other for some time and have been going steady.I've socially outcast him and am happy too,my life giving me enough to keep my hands full for the moment.

Women ,strange creatures i'd like to say.They suck u dry,they make u cry,U experience a new plethora of emotions,unparalleled and surreal.They bring out the best in you and teach u a lot........

Until next time of course....

THE END.