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Two Presidents or How I Came To Love Elena
Date: 9/12/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: StillUndecided, Rating: , Source: LushStories
bedrooms. The toilet was a shack outside. This was where she grew up. One room hers, one, her mothers, the latter of which was a little more dusty and unused. I presumed her mother had passed away or left on a journey, but didn’t ask. It was late in the evening and I was weary after my days travel. The girl introduced herself to me as Elena, and told me what she could about herself in her rudimentary English. She was 22, her mother had died last year, and she had no family and wanted to go somewhere new, nothing was keeping her here. She walked me to her mother’s vacant room and retired to her own bed after hugging me and making me feel safe, comforted by her friendly presence. I dressed for bed and pulled back the sheets, slipping under them and staring up. There was a window with a few cobwebs in the corner, but I could still see out into the starry sky. I lay there a while until I drifted into a dreamless sleep. --- When I awoke the next morning, I was refreshed and calm, smelling tea brewing and fresh bread. I dressed quickly, not sorting my hair or make up just yet and went to the kitchen to see Elena in all her breath-taking glory. She was magnificent, dressed in just her briefs and sashaying around the kitchen, her hair twirling around her, brushing against her medium sized breasts. The sight of her made something in me stir. I watched her a little while longer in silence; she danced to the music in her head. “Hello Elena,” I said, smiling. She stopped still and ...