There was the bed filled with roses, and the room having the scent of vanilla and sweet mixed as an air freshener. He doesn’t know what is making him arose more, if is the woman in front of him, or everything about the room. He was later carried away as Cherish pushed him to the bed making him lay on it as she made every moves of lap dance, he laid and sat up continuously, as he was loosing control over himself for the beautifully made fair woman in present of him. He tried every move of resistance, but Cherish doesn’t seem like one who is ready to give up. Cherish what are you doing? As she tired putting off his pants. He rose and said
Chapter 1 Hang Out
Cherish’s trip to Bora Bora, French Polynesia in the South Pacific, was a dream come true. Here's how she spent a few days in Bora Bora.
As there was noise in the street, she sat up to watch the daily hustling and bustling life, contributed. On her bed she taught of everything that could make her leave home to find peace for herself, not just because this part of life was noisy, but also to have the privacy she deserved.
19, always taught of being alone and leaving her parents to themselves.
A call from Kelly came up and she picked; Hi Cherish why don’t we hang out a little while?
Oh okay, I will go freshen up.
Kelly’s conversation took off her taught and said to herself is worth it anyway.
She arrived at 11am to the Shop Tea cafe to see Kelly.
She complained to Kelly of how, She couldn’t care for herself, and parents did all that for her, as the last child.
I hate myself for being the last child, am been treated like a child and never got some decisions done by myself without any interruptions Kelly.
You know, I planned on not going to College, but also plan on working till I get the money and things I need to take good care of myself and I have this amazing dream of traveling around and most especially, to visit the most amazing place called Bora Bora.
Oh wow Cherish this is a good idea but I hope your parent agrees to it.
I would see to it Kelly, I hope so too. I want money of my own. My parents gives the amount they feel is right for me, not up to the amount I always wanted.
Indeed, working for one’s money will get you the satisfaction one deserves.
Few hours after their conversation Cherish arrived back home to the slums again, thinking about herself all day.