It was a dark and chilling night. The breeze was brisk and
whistled a noticeable sigh in the air. The furtive gusts came and went like
distant memories fading into the dusk. "Lonely am I" mused a successful
beautiful young damsel, it is déjà vu all over again, lying, watching television
screen as Leonardo Dicaprio sank into the abyss of the Atlantic Ocean. Oh! poor
Kate Winslet. The beautiful young women burst out a deafening bawl as she
unwrapped herself from her warming fleece blanketed cocoon. She grabbed a
metallic spoon and pierced the chocolate goodness in front of her and thrust a mound
of soft dark chocolate ice cream down her throat. The sadness momentarily left
her body as she focused on the chocolate ice cream melting in her mouth causing
euphoria of erupting taste buds. "No! no! no more ice cream" she
mused realizing she had to get her sexy body ready for the upcoming events in
town. She sternly pushed ice cream to the end of the table before grabbing her
laptop to check her email.
She logged on from one social network to another in a
seemingly abject attempt to find her quality prince charming. The page loaded
and her emails were plentiful but void of any real content. Each and every
click just appended to the hopelessness already settled from previous visits to
those sites. "Sup sexy"..Delete, "When can we have sexzzo"
Delete..."I want to marry you”…Delete “Wanna b ur man”…Delete “I’m in love
with you"....Delete. She finally made the determination that the only
types of men she could possibly find on these social network sites are lying needy
little crybabies and game playing men with women hating issues. "It was
over" she thought. "Time to put these accounts out of their
misery..." Just then she noticed a site of its kind that she had never
seen before. It was hopeless anyway, but “I guess I will just check it
out". She logged on http://www.professionalafricansingles.com/and
abruptly clicked on a profile. Her first impression was "he is moderately
handsome…but let’s read further."
She read the first paragraph and was very intrigued at this
man’s romantic lyrical arsenal and his knowledge of chemistry. A beacon of
white light enveloped her. She excitedly called out "this is the most
super intriguing profile I have ever seen." She gazed deeply into her laptop
of hope and temptations and began to feel a strong emotional connection with
the man on the other end. Love, adventure, eroticism, all flashed through her mind
when she contemplated anything to do with this guy. "I can't believe what
I am feeling right now. If this man can make me feel all warm and tingly inside
just from gazing at him imagine how good I could feel if I actually met him in
person." It was official, she had to contact him.
She crafted her message anxiously yet carefully for she knew
deep down that men like these don't come along often. It was complete. She
nervously clicked on send button and waited for her dream guy to respond. It
was not to happen yet for he was offline. She wrapped herself in her warm
cocoon pretending the soft fleece was burly arms of her dream man snuggling her
ever so softly but with much power and affection shielding her from the lonely
winds of detachment with an amiable aura of affection. The comforting
tranquility enveloped her as she slowly drifted into a surreal dream world
where her mind was free to imagine her wildest and most pleasurable desires
coming forth right before her eyes. It was by far the most relaxing and deep
sleep she ever had.
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