1. Accepting Your Demons (Chapter One)


    Date: 9/21/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: LadyLaVelvet, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    I was wearing a fitted, plain white t-shirt, a pair of old skinny jeans, and black sneakers. My hair was a deep red and it flowed down my back in waves. Green eyes stared back at me in the long bathroom mirror. I didn't think I was pretty. I couldn't seem to convince myself no matter how many men threw themselves in my direction. Even when my boyfriend told me I was beautiful everyday, I still didn't see it. I didn't wear make up. I didn't wear heels or attractive clothing. I wore jeans, tees and tennis shoes. One time, I found myself curious. I was curious about what I might look like if I dressed like all the other women in my city. I tried on my sister's clothes. She was a very fashionable women, and I picked the sexiest thing I could see out of her closet. When I put it on, my curves frightened me. My wide hips and my thick thighs were too much. My tiny waist and big boobs didn't look right. I remember throwing off her dress and running from her room. I never put on her clothes again. Being in the bathroom of one of my favorite beach bars and staring at myself had me wondering how different my life would have been like if I had just accepted my body. My mother always told me that I was too good for my current boyfriend. She had thought I was way out his league the moment she saw him. I didn't. It's sad because I don't even find him attractive. I just feel that I don't deserve a handsome, sexy, man. I'm not attractive enough. I couldn't stare anymore. I was on the ...
    verge of thinking myself into a bad mood, so I looked away. I grabbed my purse and made my way back to my seat at the bar. Mike, the bartender, sat a cocktail down in front of me and winked. I sipped on it for awhile, watching a volleyball match on beach in front of me. Suddenly, I felt that familiar pull. That intense feeling of when someone is staring at you, and you subconsciously look there way because you can literally feel their gaze upon you. I turned my head and made contact with eyes so grey, they had a eerie white glow to them. My breath caught in my throat. I shifted my gaze to the right of the mystery man staring at me, and came in contact with yet another pair of those grey eyes. Two men leaned against the bamboo railing, eyes never leaving mine. They almost looked like twins. Only a few slight features looked different. They were the most attractive men I'd ever laid eyes on. I broke my gaze to examine their features more thoroughly. They both had jet black hair, strong jaw lines and full lips. Their body's were muscular and toned. I could see the outline of their abs through the fabric of their shirts. The taller one leaned forward, and started to make his way towards me. Oh no. I turned around quickly. Grabbing my cocktail, I chugged it and clenched my hands, bracing myself for what was probably going to be the most embarrassing, awkward conversation I would ever have in my life. "Hey." The stranger said. I didn't look at him. I couldn't. I would just embarrass ...
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