| PART ONE: KAREN: THE UNDISPUTED KIDNAP |
| PART TWO: KAREN: THE UNDISPUTED KIDNAP 2|
| PART THREE: KAREN: THE UNDISPUTED KIDNAP 3 |
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Costa lifted her up and started walking towards one of the private rooms. The club’s wall was lined with silver plated rims together with the rare shiny sapphires, which made the aisle to the insides extremely gorgeous. The blue red dim lights along the aisle were just ‘on point’ was they anchored them towards their final destination. Costa held her up above his torso as he walked. Their hungry lips would say high to each other as they continued walking. Little did he know Kate’s plan. Deep inside her, she also had that negative feeling that anything would happen to her. The fact that she had seen the weapon for mass destruction inside his coat, she felt threatened. Nevertheless, she kept herself strong.
They arrived at a certain dark corridor with minimal romantic lights leading to a gold-plated door. He walked until he halted at the doorstep. At the top of the door, was a plate written ‘COSTA’. It was his private room. He slowly put her down and placed his right palm on the sensor at the door, which recognized him. The door opened after a number of clicks. He lifted her up once again and walked inside locking the door using his leg. He dropped her on the massive bed. She glowed in beauty. Using her investigative eyes, she started observing the room’s contents and design. She explored the interiors seductively as she exhumed every part of herself that she wanted Costa to view. She knew how to keep him interested. She kept turning and twisting on top of the bed as she glared at the room’s beauty.
In front of her, was a huge screen that showed the ongoing inside the club. She would see her friends Sharon and Clare taking strange men for a ride as they danced electrically. She was positive about the plan.
Heightened tender love
Build in a bundle of bravura clouds
To unreachable heights
I feel like the wind blew my heart away
Memories making me live each day
Our unfathomable recollections
By: Ken N Speranza
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Oliver got to his house; he thunderously banged the door open using his right leg and sat on the carpeted floor. His both hands had held his head. Those tears, which people would like to, hide publicly were busy rolling down his face. He held his chin. Looking at the place she had slept, he got up and walked to the sofa where she had lay and got hold of the seat covers. He put them in his nose, sniffed them strongly, and later held them close to his heart. This is the time he realized that he had lost something big in his life. He took a paper and a pencil from the shelf at a certain beautiful corner and put the land cruiser’s identification numbers on paper. He rushed upstairs, wore his big jungle jacket, and also put in place a machete. He was determined to do this. He was going after Hannah.
They had been seen together often strolling around the campus during the evening hours. Immediately the class ended, they would meet somewhere they had discussed either on phone or by mouth before they got into class. They shared everything even food on daily basis. They had formed this kind of union that no one would even dare to break. These were Hannah and Oliver both 4th year university students. Hannah was a beautiful African young lady who loved fashion. She pursued Biochemistry as her course of choice. Oliver on the other hand was an American hunk who always seemed to be moved by electronics and wires. He had loved this field of electronics since he was a young boy. His mum would always find it hard cleaning his room, which was a den of old, used electric wires and broken sockets. He pursued Electronic Engineering at Graduate level. Despite him being moved to this area of study, he was in love with Hannah for the past 2 years in Campus. They had grown together to be that unique great couple often admired by other people. He was the kind of guy who never sated having one girl his entire life.
WRITEN BY:[KEN AND SPERANZA]
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Relationship is a particular type of affiliation existing between people related to or having dealings with each other; also a relationship can be viewed as a romantic or sexual involvement of a person to a particular person. It’s a consociation between two people who have agreed to live together. From my own privy I view relationship as a step to marriage hood and parental hood. If you exemplify gratified values at the blossoming age of the relationship you seem to be living a good parent life in the coming future.
However, having or securing a great loyal partner isn’t a facile job .On the other hand, making your partner staying by your side until marriage
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Have this burning desire for something
The passion that never dies
One that is unfailing
The zeal and anxiety to go for it
You just want to break the ice and have it
Feel you can’t hold it anymore
You want to fly along with it
You want to write it down on any paper you get
Scratch your head several times to find ideas make it a reality
Jotting he plans down in your heart one by one
You look at the horizon each day hoping it will be a reality before the sun sets
Letting nature have its way to make you smile
Make sure you write it down in the diary of your heart before the sun rises again
Because that’s what we were destined for
Success that is entwined in us
You don’t want to lose its grip
You want it to blossom each day
You want to strengthen it each day
You want to consume the happiness that comes from ity
The universal passion you hold despite the distance or any underlying circumstances
When I saw her the other day before we met, I was mesmerized by the look on her face. Bliss engulfed the inner me, my heart skipped in response to her smile. Agitated with this inviting expression I decided to take the next step to talk to this adorable lady.
Despite the cold invite to other guest I decided to test the waters to see if I would be lucky to at least hold her warm hand. Desire had overwhelmed my heart to the brim and I would not hold it anymore.
On this blissful day, the sun was promising a warm welcome. I knew the sky would be blue for me and maybe when the sun sets I would wrap her in my arms and we would watch the beautiful sunset together.
……kissing matters more to women and to good-looking men, SEXUAL KISSES both who tend to be pickier and choosy about mates.
Kissing is the act of pressing one’s lips against another person’s lips to express sentiments of love, passion, romance, sexual attraction, sexual activity, sexual arousal, respect, greeting or peace. It has a lot of significance. In our context here, we will specifically tackle the kissing that involves passion and romantic connotation. Not many like kissing as they think it’s bad. They don’t like the exchange of saliva. Others hate the sound kissing ejects. But those who have been kissing for years, exactly knows the sweetness involved in holding your partner close and pushing your lips upon his/her. They have a well-defined nature of what kissing is. This illustration can help explain a jist of it.