The Devil on a motorbike




I had been single for over four years (through my own choice of course) I was ready to look for someone I believed was special who would be the ever illusive "one". I was of course not going to seek him, he could find me. The internet had played some part in my life for a few years however it did not consume my life, amongst the soup of perverts and weirdos out there I had met some genuine lovely people ok mainly men who had become special to me in someway, they became my friends especially Matt, steve and gav x.

Thud my heart skipped a beat as I gazed at the picture infront of me, there was something familiar about those hypnotic blue eyes from that moment I was hooked. This blue eyed man became my obcession. hours became days, days became weeks, weeks became months. I looked forward to the late night conversations about nothing in particular just aslong as I could gaze into the picture before me. D day arrived as in the day I met david, I travelled to my usual meeting place, my safe place victoria train station in London I had been there so often it felt like a second home I was excited about finally meeting my blue-eyed David.

He stood before me I had to catch my breath, his eyes even more powerful in the flesh took their hold on me. The day went by in a blur we walked to hyde park where we talked alot I never felt so drawn to anyone in my life all to suddenly it was dark and time to walk back to the train station which we did slowly. Flash went my camera I had to have a picture of us together just to prove to myself it had been real my train was about to go yet I didn't want to leave him before I knew it he threw me onto the train and off it went, I must admit it was one of the quickest goodbyes I had ever experienced feeling somewhat deflated I found a seat..Beep beep, it was a text from him 'I wanted to hug and kiss you but your train was about to leave and also I wasn't sure how you would react" How I'd react I would have loved it mmmm.

The next thing I remember is waking up in my bed with a grin on my face and a strange feeling in my stomach, it wasn't hunger I couldn't put my finger on it ,I knew that I had to see him again though, My wish was granted He was coming to see me on his motorbike.The thought of Dave in his bike gear made my hairs stand on end I spent what felt like an eternity getting ready I set off to meet him with my perfume scent following closely behind. I couldn't quite catch my breath as I spotted him standing there I found myself feeling like I was 14 again why did I feel so nervous? We ended up going to a pizza place we shared a liking of pepsi max and due to my nerves and not smoking as he hated smokers I drank pints of the fizzy stuff. Upon leaving whilst walking to the bus stop I couldn't keep in the gas any longer resulting in a mouth explosion any man would be proud of. Dave laughed and said he was impressed, It was cold I was shivering ok I told a little white lie but my plan worked he moved in nearer and hugged me Kerboom he kissed me which looking back is where it all began.

We went back onto the moonlit beach which was my favourite place and kissed for what seemed and turned out to be hours, No man had ever had such an effect on me before from just a kiss from dave's reaction no woman had nearly fainted with him before I realised what the strange stomach feeling was I didn't admit it to myself though. Time whizzed by so quickly again it was time for him to go I held onto him so tight not wanting to let him go he zoomed off into the moonlight I floated home. A few hours of speaking to him on the net i had to make myself go to bed I had the best nights sleep of my life that night.

It was a two long months before I seen him again I found myself in Brighton with one of my friends so texted Dave to see if he wanted to meet up, we did had a nice time walking along the pier it was quite cold again i had him to snuggle into mmmm. Another month flew by and I found myself a flat in my first week there Dave came to stay finally I would have him alone for the night. I loved running my hands all over his body and at 14stone he was just the size I like, "if me kissing you does that to you what would anything else do?" Dave said I grinned as we layed by the fire I soon found out several times infact, we didn't leave my flat for 24hours. Two days later it was time for him to go I couldn't fight my feelings any longer I didn't want him to go I could have easily let him move in it was then I realised I loved him which in turn became my weakness.

A month later I could count on one hand the amount of times I had spoken to him it upset and annoyed me, I hated not knowing what was going on. He became my dreams my life whatever I did he would not leave my thoughts I did not eat, I cried infact I cried so much it scared me I realised I probably would not see him again as hard as it would be I tried to stop thinking about him. Seven long month later whilst online I got an instant message from Dave saying he was coming to visit....why now I thought. He informed me he just wanted to be friends as hard as it would be I did want to see him again. It was hot and I mean a hot day I recognising the sound of his bike a familiar feeling swept over me, I ran outside there he was again I couldn't control myself.


The sexual tension was so strong the sparks could be nealy seen I kept finding myself looking at him imagining his hot body underneath this made me even hotter in both senses of the word. He could obviously sense it too before long after hours of fighting it I found myself once more in the throes of passion with him , his hot sweating body under mine felt so right (but it couldn't have been so wrong)
Several hours later we had a shower together and finally fell asleep. Deep down I knew but I hoped so much that he would change his mind and declare his love for me but again he zoomed off on his bike which turned out to be even harder to watch than the last time. His cold and distant tone became normal I finally after much nagging on my part finally got the truth out of him. When we had first met he thought he wanted a girlfriend but now it seemed he wanted to have sex with the enitre female population and this last visit of his he couldn't help himself in his words he "lusted" after me.


What is lust without love? I'll tell you it's pretty awful I had become his instant gratification method I wish I had known this in the begining as it would have saved my heart being put through a shredder as I write this I find myself thinking of him am I over him? I'm not sure, would I want to see him again? No, I now know why lust is a sin as it serves no real purpose on it's own, Am I going to be alone forever? who knows but the next person to creep into my heart is going to have to be genuine,true and in all sense of the word a knight in shining armour because he will have to battle lots of demons to get to this maiden in distress.For my castle is my prison, my prison is my solitude my solitude is my safety...The end so far. To the devil on the motorbike......What goes around comes around!