Dinah Kaszenska. The words danced around my tongue every time i wanted to spit them out. But they were engraved in my heart, the brand of a goddess on the hide of an unworthy layman, a nonentity.. A nobody.. Me.. Stuart Wheen.
I love her... this may sound absurd, but i want her to be the mother of my children; my one daughter and son, silly i know. I intended to make her my own. I've seen her walk down the school hallway and iv smelt her perfume breeze over me like some invisible enchanting confetti.
So today i am going to talk to her. Today i will... no more lonely nights, no more crying on my own for a love that always ment to be.
She turned. She did not jerk her head, or do it with any sort of exasperation like most bitches. She was a goddess among all... man and women, too sacred to be touched by any commoner.
'Yea?... i knowyou or something?'
I shrunk within myself, but i soon exploded. 'Dee... i love you, i don't know how I've come to this, but i am, crazy about you. I don't say this because i want to be by your side, i HAVE to be by your side, and i can't express in any way any language could possibly express, my feelings towards you'.
At first she looked starstruck... and then said, with lips glistening under the light,
'You want a blowjob buddy? It's gonna cost you'
'...shit..k, how much?'
'Hmmm.. From the looks of you buddy, I'd say twenty dollars'
'Cool, you take credit card?'
'ha fucking ha... meet me at the back of the school dorm after lunch'
'no problemo babe'
And then i smacked her ass as she walked by to her next class.
Oh sweet Dee... you are an angel.