Holding a grudge is poisonous and destructive.
She knew a man that held grudges. He was constantly angry, rarely seemed content with life.
Although he was strong and helpful to others, for those that knew him well there was a constant darkness that flowed through him like poison.
Those that he held grudges against were never truly forgiven, he might show courtesy but there was continuing negativity.
He was passionate and exciting in bed, he knew how to pleasure a woman and make her cum hard. This is all well and good but could she live with this dark undercurrent.
She tried, it was ok for a while but eventually she got worn down, she could feel herself being pulled down by him.
A decision was made and she told him that she couldn’t carry on and wanted out.
He tried every trick he knew to keep her. He tempted her sexually, he was good at this and she weakened and responded.
Under his expert hand she experienced the best sexual times that they had had so far. Her body was his toy and he played with it well reacting and singing with orgasmic pleasure.
Although it was good this was not enough for her, she left him and knew that she would be is next grudge.
Authors note : Although fiction this piece has a basis in reality in that the author knew a person who had long held grudges that he would not let go. Holding grudges are a human trait that Velvet dislikes.
Velvet will share her stories, both autobiographical and fictional together with poetry, when the inspiration takes her, as well as some of her photography.