Secret diaries of him part 6 

Things with Raj weren’t going great. 
If you remember I originally made the Rosie account to trap him. Well it had worked. 
I had just placed myself in the right places on several mutual friend accounts and pages and boom he’d taken the bait. A few messages followed by a friend request. 
Same dialogues and same behaviour followed by I love you bla bla bla. So just to be really evil I told him I’ll tell Aneesa everything your upto. He was in a panic and begged me not to. I was enjoying seeing him squirming. So just to annoy him more I sent myself a friend request and on her wall we started having a laugh. 😂 yeah it was daft talking to myself but hell I was enjoying it. 
Neema and Zia asked me whose Aneesa and I replied she’s just a friend but Zia was taking a great interest in Aneesa. Which made me slightly uncomfortable. I was beginning to think that perhaps it was time to close the Rosie account and get rid of them altogether. But how? Especially after Neema announcing they were visiting. I was starting to feel trapped. 
They had only seen fake pics of me and they were under the impression I was boarding in Edinburgh at uni. In truth I was living at home in Glasgow with my family. 
Also why on earth would I want to see them? This was getting way to out of hand now. 
Her plans were too freaky. She had a sister in Manchester so her plan was to first visit Edinburgh. Leave Zia with me for a few days (so we could get to know each other better) while she visited her sister. Zia was super excited by this and started making plans of his own for those few days. Insisting I’ll be staying at his hotel with him. 
He was bringing chocolate sauce 🙈 amongst other things we had fantasised. I said it will be more fun if your wife is tied up in the corner watching. He goes that can be arranged 🙊🙊 the idea! Uffff!!! 
Anyways back to reality! Yes no point getting carried away when it isn’t going to happen. I had to stop them coming and had to find a way to get rid of them completely. Regardless of their pushy freaky nature I actually did like them. They were funny and great to talk to. 
Rosie kept calling and asking what shall she bring for me. She was telling me things she had already bought. I was getting more and more panicky and keeping my cool with them was getting harder and harder.  
I had to do something and a plan started to form…

Secret Diaries of him part 5

As the days went on Zia and I got closer and closer. I realised we had much in common and really enjoyed each other’s company. We could talk about anything and everything. He struggled to find that with his wife.
He said Neema was suffering from depression and recently hadn’t been keeping too well. Some gyno problems that caused a lot of bleeding. (Which she mentioned too) his issue was their sex life was non existent.
She said the same thing. Even as going as far as saying they thought she had cancer. All she wanted was to be sure that Zia was happy and she didn’t mind a second wife. She said they had discussed it often and she didn’t have a problem because she knew he would be fair. She also said her only demand was that it be someone that she could get on with.
So in my head what’s starting is a realisation that if she’s talking about cancer etc and they’ve been discussing this for years then they truly must be serious about this because even he insisted she was being serious and he truly wanted this.
She would call all excited about looking at condos and apartments for me. I would gently say to her that there’s plenty of time I still have a few years of study but nothing deterred her.
The question I started asking myself was this possible? Could I move there to live with them? Could I be a second wife? The answer truly was no. I did like him but no I hadn’t fallen for him.
We had our moments where in texts or on the phone we would get carried away. We indulged in fantasies of Neema watching us while we made mad passionate love 🙈 Something about that really turned me 🙊 on and clearly him too. Sometimes I’d be really nasty to her in those fantasies and we loved it 😈
Anyways moving on (yes that’s enough for now) 😝
She on the other hand had her moments too. She would tell me about things he liked doing in bed and would say “don’t worry you won’t have any issues in that department” some will find this weird but the conversations just seemed so natural and an extension of everything else she would talk about.
One thing I should let you guys know they introduced me to their kids as their friend and very often they would come on the phone and say hi. Sometimes resulting in some nice chit chats. Their youngest daughter was a special needs child too. One of the reasons why she said she was accepting of a second wife rather than separating was due to her needs and the help they needed looking her.
So as you can see I slowly started believing their story and I was getting sucked right into their idea of being that second wife. I didn’t know where this was leading to. I was trying to figure it out myself. Because by now Zia was in love with me and hurting him was the last thing on my mind.
Then about a month into the friendship/relationship Neema calls me. She says I have some great news. We are coming to visit you in the summer!
My blood ran cold just listening to her all excited about the impending trip. She had it all planned out. The details were mind boggling…
Tbc

Love came knocking!

I think love came knocking on my door
He said hi I’m about to become your life
Your thought your every waking moment
I’m gonna run through your blood and ride you like crazy
You will be mine and only mine my sweet baby
I slammed the door shut locked him out
He didn’t bang on the door or give a shout
Simply laughed and said
I’m in you now and you can’t lock me out!

Prince Kael

dungeons & dragons online 15As she hid behind the cold dark wall she could hear Dana walking furiously around the dungeon leashing her wrath on the poor prince.

Dana: I will only ask once again then not even God can help you, Who is she Kael? Who is she that you dare utter her name in my presence?

Her voice shrieked around the dungeon, the sound of her cracking her whip made Laila jump and fear for her poor prince even more. She had to get him out of here, out of this mad woman’s clutches and out of this dark, dreary, freezing,cold dungeon.

She could hear the tap of her heels as she moved around muttering obscenities, threats and for a moment she could almost have believed Dana was an evil witch. She certainly wouldn’t have been surprised to see a cauldron in the corner.

Dana: You are mine only mine! You are my slave, there is no room for any other bitch in this world. (she leans down and grabs the back of his hair) I will find her and kill her ( she whispers in his ear viscously) She will die, I promise you.

She starts to leave the dungeon, stops and turns

Dana: She will die! I promise you!

Prince kael : No my mistress please spare her. She is no threat to you, I will serve you always but please I beg you the Princess is of no harm to anyone.

She turns stunned and walks back over to Prince Kael and looks at his limp exhausted body clamped to the chains in the wall. He was bruised from head to foot and bleeding wounds were going crusty and new ones were still bleeding. She wondered why he made her treat him so badly and why she loved hurting him so much. Then she remembered…

Dana: Kael you are mine and until you dont stop muttering that bitches name in your sleep… I wont let you sleep.

With this she kicks him hard in the ribs and leaves promising to be back shortly with some boiling oil. The princess winces on hearing this and panics, she know she needs to get him out of there and fast.

Princess Laila waits till she can no longer hear the tap tap of her magnificent heels and runs to him. She is shocked to see his state and what Dana has done to him. He is stunned to see her there in all her beauty and sweetness. She truly looks like a sweet angel that has come to him from heaven in her long beige gold embroidered dress that seems to fall down to her feet and trail behind her. But her crying is upsetting him he tries to speak but no words are coming out.

Princess Laila: Oh Kael my sweet love, what has she done to you. Look at you, oh look at you. How can she hurt you like this, how could she be so evil.

Prince Kale: Laila my sweet princess…what are you doing here… you must leave… go… I will be fine… just go… she mustn’t catch you here…

Princess Laila: No I can’t leave you like this… we have are leaving here together… look I poisoned the guard and got the key to these chains… darling you need to try and get up now so we can go she will be back soon…

Prince kael: No she will catch us I’m in too much pain, my injuries are too bad.. go back the way you came in… don’t let her catch you here… go .. she will kill you.

Princess Laila: No, I won’t leave you here… then I have to kill her if you can’t come with me… I will kill her!

Suddenly Dana appeared from nowhere with two guards and screams “Guards grab her!” Before the princess knew what was happening she was being dragged to the wall next to her prince and was being cuffed in chains.

Prince Kael: No Dana, don’t hurt her… do what you want to me… but leave her alone.

Princess Laila: Don’t you dare touch him! you evil witch… I will make you pay for what you have done to him… you will suffer ten times more.

Dana slaps her hard across the face and again and again till she sees blood dripping from the corner of her lip… she touches it with the tip of her finger tip and licks it… “Sweet, too sweet”

She walks over to the prince and sticks her spiky boot in his face… he knows instantly what she wants… he begins to lick it starting from the bottom upwards as she reaches the top of her boot she hisses “Don’t you dare stop!” The guards turn their backs to her and their faces the other way and the princess closes her eyes and tries to drown out the noises of this despicable act.

As the dungeon fills with the echoes of Danah’s relish of her boots and thighs being licked the princess cries can be heard too.

Dana: She doesn’t shut up… the other boot now…

The prince is on his knees trying to please his dark mistress just so she wont torture or hurt his beloved. He couldn’t bear the thought of anything happening to her.

Prince Kael: Please release her let her go… I will do anything you ask… anything…

Dana: Anything?

Prince Kael: Yes, anything, you just need say.

An evil smile spreads across Dana’s face and she orders the guards to turn around…”let the games begin he is all yours” The guards move forward and grab the prince by the arm and drag him to a sodden mattress in the corner of the dungeon…

Dana: You will be punished for taking another’s name in my presence and telling me what to do. Guards he is yours.

The princess screamed as her lover was tortured in the most unnatural way known to her. She cried as his ordeal went on and on. Her brave prince never cried out once or let her see that he was feeling any pain. So brave was her prince.

Finally Dana ordered for her to be released and demanded she leave her dungeon immediately. The princess refused to leave without her beloved prince.

Dana: The prince stays, we have unfinished business.

Princess Laila: I won’t leave without him… you can’t keep him here and if you wont let him go then you will have to keep me here to.

Dana hearing this gasped in shock… the last thing she wanted was this princess getting in her way… she was a nuisance and her crying was starting to get on her nerves… plus the dress she was wearing was too pretty for a dungeon.

Prince Kael: Let us go, you have got what you wanted… now let us go… or one of us will die here tonight…

Dana: If you leave Kael I will hunt you down and have you killed, this isn’t over.

Prince Kael: Not if I find you first… let my princess go… and let me take her away from here… this isn’t where she belongs..

Dana: Take her she was starting to get on my nerves anyway… make sure she never shows me her face again…

Secretly she wanted to torture her more but her crying was too much and it was clear if the prince bled anymore this bitch would scream till the dungeon walls fell down.

As the princess helped the prince up who could barely walk.. they moved towards the staircase suddenly Dana’s voice boomed out…

Dana: Prince Kael aren’t you forgetting something…

The prince told the princess to wait and went to Dana and bowed before her and whispered… “I’m sorry my mistress… I’m sorry she found us… I’ll be back as soon as I drop her off at home and will be back for my punishment.. Oh and please don’t let the guards go yet, especially the big black one” With this he kissed her boots and left with his princess into the dark of the night… only to return again in a few hours…

Who’s the Daddy?

These comments (allegedly) were provided by mothers on CSA forms in response to the CSA request for details of children’s fathers. Aside from being variously amusing and sad their own right some of these quotes illustrate the admirable spirit and humour that people can exhibit in the face of personal challenge, institutional bureaucracy and what some clearly regard as an invasion of privacy.

“..I don’t know the identity of the father of my daughter. He drives a BMW that now has a hole made by my stiletto in one of the door panels. Perhaps you can contact the BMW dealers in the area to see if he’s had it replaced..”

“..I have never had sex with a man. I am waiting for a letter from the Pope confirming that my son’s conception was immaculate, and that he is Christ risen again..”

“..[XXX] is the father of child A. If you catch up with him can you ask him what he did with my AC/DC CD’s?..”

“..I don’t know the name of my child’s father as all squaddies look the same to me, although I can confirm he was a Royal Green Jacket..”

“..I thought it was [XXX] because we definitely had sex at a time which fits with the birth of child A, but since discovering he is gay I am not so sure..”

“..Regarding the identity of the father of my twins, child A was fathered by [XXX]. I am unsure about child B but I believe he was conceived on the same night..”

“..It’s difficult to remember because I was drunk on holiday in Tenerife, which was months before I got properly pregnant..”

“..I do not know the name of my daughter’s father. She was conceived at a party on [date] at [venue] where I had unprotected sex with a man I met that night. I do remember that the sex was so good I fainted. If you manage to trace the father can you send me his phone number? Thanks..”

“..I remember buying the sperm at a boot market last spring but I never kept the documentation I’m afraid..”

“..I cannot tell you the name of child A’s father as he informs me that to do so would blow his cover, and that this would have cataclysmic implications for the British economy. I am torn between doing right by you and right by my country. Please advise..”

“..From the dates it seems my daughter was conceived at EuroDisney. Maybe it really is the Magic Kingdom..”
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