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'I'll drown my beliefs
To have your babies
I'll dress like your niece
And wash your swollen feet...'
Late nights on the phone with Maria, a world away, waiting for me. Dreams filled with the island paradise I'd left behind, with my exotic, gorgeous Filipina wife and our beautiful children.
'Just don't leave
Don't leave...'
My parents, almost as distant in a new imperialist expatriate enclave in China, carving out a new fortune from the less fortunate. Always trying to get their claws back in, but I'm made of stronger stuff now.
'I'm not living
I'm just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kitten smile...'
The Princeton mail room, where I received letters and photos from Mindanao, watching the twins grow up little by little. Throwing myself into my studies with a desperate fire that gave me focus, ignoring everything else.
'Just don't leave
Don't leave...'
A new set of photos of Maria's sexy, svelte little belly, barely showing. Her holding one of the twins on her hip, the other sleeping in the crook of her arm.
'And true love waits
In haunted attics
And true love lives
On lollipops and crisps...'
The long plane ride to the Philippines for the first time, the second time, the sixth time, the ninth time, and the last time, when we were finally together forever.
'Just don't leave
Don't leave...'
Maria and I hand in hand, along the beach, our children laughing and playing in our footsteps.
~End.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous24 days agoI've never cried from an erotica story before. This was too beautiful and sweet. Bless you
Anonymous24 days agoI'm glad you came back to this story. A little mistranslations here and there but love the story. Looking forward to more of your stuff.
Anonymous3 months agoI came for the smut, but stayed for the story. This was beautiful, but so real that it hurt. Thank you for sharing your life.
