Dramatic Perspective [F/M]

It was a summer evening. I (18F) was getting bored and wanted to go home. The sun was also tired and was surely losing his energy and light. The sun was looking at me with straight looks while he was crawling into the shades of the black hills in a distance that were wearing white caps made of ice. It was like he was saying to me that he too had enough for the day from all these uninteresting human beings. Huh, such were my feelings.

I had so much on my mind. I looked down my crop top to my B cup breasts with curious looks. A breeze flew by and found its way under the crop top to my nipples and kissed them with feather like touch, making them rush with excitement and blood, making them hard. I looked around to check if anyone was around on the side of the road waiting for a ride while sliding my left hand under the top to cup my breast. I took a sigh thinking these toys are not enough to attract a boyfriend. Somehow a chilly feeling went down my spine with the thought that I might die a Virgin.

On my far right two blazing yellow lights appeared with a screech in the turn, and reached me. I looked down at the phone in my right hand to see that this was indeed the ride I booked home. Soon I will be home in my apartment alone like every other night staring at the ceiling making hand shadows against it with the help of my phone’s led light. Maybe laying in the darkness was my fate and maybe I somehow deserved to be in the dark. My eyes treared up.

“Lady! Are you alright?” A hand crawled up on my right shoulder.
I looked behind me to see an old man in his 60s looking concerned about me.
“No sir I am alright. Sorry, it’s nothing.” I said entering the back seat of the sedan.

I looked at the darkness now settling on the sky from my right side of the sky with trees and grass and dandelion slowly drifting and floating in the breeze. On my left side was a red sky with hills and a big River with steady flow. On the banks of the river, grass danced in the breeze. Even the grass was happier than me. I wished if I were a grass leaf, I wish I were nothing like dust or perhaps the dandelion sees flying in the air. Sadness filled my heart.

I looked at my handbag where I was hiding a lonely piece of bread to eat before sleeping. The bread was a little red where I took a bite before. Today was yet another day where I wasn’t able to find a job after graduation, and there was also a strange disease that once acquired made the family of the person suffer instead. I missed my family from where I ran away last week.

“Lady your destination has arrived”. The old man shook me awake from my sleep. “Are you sure you don’t need any help?”

“I am alright Sir. Thank you” was my reply, giving the man his rent.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/i3oj0z/dramatic_perspective_fm