It was a mixed up sort of thing.

His need to have her around was to bounce off his confusion and hear her opinion. To get through the loneliness he felt and work his way back to the person he thought he was.

Hers was she found him appealing and knew he needed a sounding board.

He spoke about love.
Cheap thrills.
Work.
Family.
Religion.
Failed relationships....children.
The future

And

What he wanted.



They made fierce love to each other. It was inevitable...an animalistic attraction between them that needed no curbing. A venting of frustrations and uncertainties, no fear of judgement or comeback.

In all he experienced it dawned on him.

The dating sites were not the way to go about fixing his life.

He needed to invest time in himself. Like she said...many desperate people out there making the wrong decisions because they thought another was the answer to their loneliness and would define their happiness.

He realized he actually didn't want to be the person he thought he was...it was time to be honest. He had been a desperate consumer of a fickle society that demanded a fast paced shallow life .

It was time to curb those cheap thrills...anyways , they were costing him a fortune and his focus at work was waning.

She walked away from him. Sad theirs had ended.

Happy he had eventually understood what the next step might be.

What a fine specimen of a lover he was.

She had wished him the best and told him she was only a phone call away.

Siggghhhh.

At home she ate and relished the nougat he had bought her and clicked onto the purple pages and read with interest.

RB.