Date: Mon, 8 Oct 2007 09:28:03 -0700 (PDT) From: Rebby Subject: a writers deep darkd secret 2 If you are not 18 or older leave now!!!!!! This story is written by the author can only be used for rewrite with the writers permission. You can contact the writer at darkdolphin2006@yahoo.com Writers Deep Dark Secret 2 Alexis James August 11, 2010 The sweat poured off my face as I stood taking clothes off the line, listening to people as they pasted and their conversations. As I heard Chris snore away in bed, I felt so tied listening to her. She has broke a rib, when you last heard news from me about the lady in black and I told you she fell. I put the clothes away and walked over into the kitchen and turned our central air. I finally sat down in my study to some typing of my latest story The Lady in black married life. It was to be the last of my stories I was to write. I just wrote the first sentence, when the intercom started beeping, I hit it. "Yes, talk now?!" I said as I saved my started work. "Baby can you make me dinner?" it was Chris's weak voice on the other end. I shut the intercom off and called the house keepers to do it. Some times it's great having Money. However, there are also times I wish I didn't for silence and peace of mind. I wish, I didn't have to go out with body guards and what not. That is what comes with it no freedom, sigh. I continued to type and think, the next time I looked at the clock it was an hour later! I got up out of my chair saved my work and went to dinner. Once in the dining room. I was greeted my Chris, sitting at the table in a t shirt and jeans. As always, they were black. "My dear lady in black," I though as I stood there watching her eat and walked over to the table sat down to my meal. She didn't say a word to me didn't have to. She gave me the look of pure love. After the meal I went back to my work, then walked up to her bedroom. There she was coughing and crying from her ribs. I sat beside her bed in a cherry oak chair. Admiring the cherry oak bed frame and bedroom set as a maid waited on her. I was thinking about when we had nothing to our name, when she spoke. "How was your day?" she asked. I looked into the blue eyes, which stole my heart, there it was the sparkle. The same she used to give before we had made love. "It was good, why?" I asked. She pulled me to her with her hand I moved to the bed. "What is it?' I asked sitting on the bed. She took her hand shaking from arthritis and went down my pants and played with my clit. I knew how much pain she was in, but if she wanted to I wasn't about to argue. I just sat there enjoying the pleasure that came over me. I noticed a maid started to come in then stopped and quietly backed out. "Thank you, for taking care of me," she said looking at me. I moved myself so I was facing her better and smiled. My dear, that is my job as your life partner and because I love you. I watched a movie with her, it I think it was Minority report with Tom cruise. Then fell asleep in her bed in her arms. I awoke to a maid waking me she told me I had a phone call. It was my publisher, asking me how the last book was going. I told her great, and then realized I haven't been working like I should. I got up off the bed after hanging up the phone ran to my study! Turned on my computer and began to work. I was in there all day, taking meals at my desk working my brains out until I realized it was midnight. I stopped went down the hall on the rug that was soft beneath my feet to her bedroom. There Chris was watching three is company she loved that show. "Working again?" she asked. I worked many late nights especially over this past year. "Yes dearest, I was." I said looking into her eyes. Then kissed her ever so passionately, and sighed into her so it melted me. I felt I was back in my 20's and young and she was my older woman that awed me. Secretly she still did.+ As I laid there I thought back over the day calmly and wondered if I could do any thing else to improve my life. Then my cell went off, I shot up in bed Chris moaned a moan only ment for great like. I opened it and answered. "Hello, who is this?" I asked. Hoping to god it was not an emergency. It was my mother's neighbor calling me telling me that she hadn't seen my mother in three days. I hurriedly hung up the phone called the cops made a missing person report and turned to Chris crying. She held me in her strong comforting arms, like I was a baby wanting her mommy. She kissed my forehead and told me it would be ok. A few hours later I got a call from my aunt telling me she was with her in California. Thank god , I felt such a relief as I laid back in bed and listened to Chris snore and hold me. I turned over and she woke. "What? Baby." She asked as she looked at me in the dark. "They found her at my aunt's house and alive and well." I said she smiled then said. "Baby, go to sleep." I kissed her and laughed as she coughed from her ribs. Poor woman I thought. As I drifted into a restless sleep that night, I remember I dreamed that, Chris had died. 6 months later I had published my book it was the best yet and I couldn't believe it. As I sat back, in the limo with Chris by my side on the way to the news interviews once again, faceting the public another tour and fans. See my dear reader, I told you it would never end now it's Chris's turn to write a story for you dear readers. I told you, it's always an adventure with her. Oh if you are wondering if her ribs healed they did and we have had many nights of making love lately I wonder what she wants. As I laugh to myself many days. Well nap time for us on the way into the fire bye all.