Love Is My Saviour

Back in San Francisco, Alex paced back and forth. He tried calling her so many times but her phone was off. More than 100 messages were sent but none were ticked. Meaning she did not read any of it. He even went to the mean of sending her multiple emails but none were responded.

What the hell did he do. He felt so lost. He spent over a year trying to court her back in college. When he finally got her, he vowed never to let her go. But now, he is in regrets. He did the one thing he shouldn't have had done; he followed his fantasy.

He met Kelly in a florist. He was there to pick up some flowers for his and Belle's 6th anniversary.

Alex laid eyes on this petite blond girl with big eyes. She had a very petite figure but her b.r.e.a.s.t was a 34D cup size. He couldn't take his eyes off her. She was the florist. Sabrina walked over to him and served him.

Somehow, they ended up in the cold room b.u.t.t n.a.k.e.d down doing ungodly things. They tried many different kinds of experiences. Alex had never felt this way before. He felt alive.

Little did he know, his little romp lasted for a year. Very often would he tell Sabrina about Belle. The both of them very often dreamt that the 3 of them would get together one day.

Now that Belle is gone, Alex wasn't in the mood to do anything. It has been a week since she left. He never felt lonelier and full of regrets then ever before.

Someone was at the door. It rang. Alex rushed to the door and to his shock Sabrina was standing there, dressed with a trench coat and nothing else inside.

He caved in to his d.e.s.i.r.es and thought to himself, "One Last Time".