I'm very sorry it took me this long to open up on my secret life. It's overwhelming me and I just have to let it out. My addiction started a couple of years ago, when I first met her on tv. I couldn't get my mind off her. My world was built all around her and my addiction to her started officially when I started seeing her online. I would open her images on line, visualise myself pressing softly on her, damn!!! It would be such a wonderful experience I thought. My meditation continued undisturbed for the next two weeks.
On a fateful Monday afternoon, I heard she had come to town, she had come to stay. Wao!!! My opportunity has finally come I said.! I hurriedly had a cold shower to calm my nerves as I was overtly excited. "Now the time has come" I screamed in front of my mirror while still bracing up myself to cope with her awesomeness. Some said she came arrayed in a white gown, others said she was always in black. Which ever the case, I was going to get her a brown Louis Vuitton gown. My mind was made. I came out of my compound, boarded a cab, and headed straight to her house where she was temporarily. I walked in majestically, after a few minutes of admiration, she liked my warm hands around her, just as I loved her black gown. Finally I got her. She wasn't with a doughnut as it was rather too cheap. She came equipped with "gingerbread", and later she would prepare me sandwich as I was madly in love with it. Life was smooth with my new found love; I was never this happy with any other. We lived on in peace, and barely after a week, I got her a brown Louis Vuitton gown as promised. I could guess she loved it so much. I looked at her always when she would put on the gown and let out a smile sheepishly. This girl cost me a fortune, I mustn't joke with her happiness, not now, not ever. I enjoyed our stay together. She never upset me in any way. She was sexy, charming and adorable. On some cold nights, when I was so lonely, she wouldn't hesitate stripping her naked and pressing on her softly on my bed. We never envisaged a breakup. One fateful evening, we dressed up, (my baby was arrayed in her brown Louis Vuitton gown) and we went to a dinner party that changed my perception for ever. For the very first time in my life I was tempted. The tempter was so close. She wore a white gown, and sat close with the guy next to me. I couldn't help sealing looks at her. Oh my God, "I can't do this to her ". I tried to hold my calm. Her sexy white gown was so outstanding. She wore a sexy steel chain round her neck. I was now carried away. Slowly, I reached out my hands and touched her, and that was the beginning of the end. The forbidden fruit kept calling, and Adam couldn't resist. I romanced her at the party, and even after the party I couldn't stop. I kept seeing her secretly until she finally got me and broke my love with my sandwich provider. It was a whole new feeling with my new found love. Though our love was still in its early stage: I still felt an urge to return to my baby who would always provide my sandwich, I couldn't just brace up my self. "How can I do this?" I thought. Am I ready for this this game? Damn!!! Can I really double date and cheat? Cheat with who and on who? Now I was confused. My new girl loved apple so much. When ever she was free, she would carefully dice some apples and served us both. We always ate and enjoyed every single recipe. After a few weeks of loving my new girl, it was obvious I wasn't going to let her go. I truly discovered love. It was a sweet and sour feeling as I actually broke an innocent girls heart. I was changed. I was ready to keep my new found love no matter the odds. Now I was decided. The apples she gave me was just enough to keep our love going. Now I am truly in love with APPLE. Shout out to all high end mobile device producers, APPLE, SAMSUNG, HTC, LG, NOKIA, techno, et al. Cuddles to all my ex girlfriends from the android family; doughnut, honeycomb, gingerbread, ice cream sandwich, jelly bean. I still love you all, but APPLE stole my heart.
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