…December 1, 2012…
Christmas is only a few weeks away and I’ll be turning 26 in a few more weeks.
So my wife’s sister recently had a baby and now wants her to spend the night and help her since her husband isn’t home.
Ever since giving birth, her sister has become very mean-spirited.
I would usually spend the night as well, just to be with my wife, but her sister doesn’t want to. She does this just to be difficult, I think.
My wife automatically complies with all of her family members’ requests, but it takes an act of Congress for her to even consider my requests. This is one of the reasons, but not the only reason, why I am unhappily married.
With that I drop her off at her sister’s house, then I decide to go out for a drive and look at night trains.
Speaking of trains, my wife frequently curses me lower than a dog because I have an interest in trains. Never mind what her family members are interested in, she’s silent about that, but she constantly complains about how I like trains. Here is another reason why I am unhappily married.
Unfortunately, I don’t see any and my scanner isn’t picking anything up either.
So I continue driving into the night. It’s dark on these bypass roads. And the locals are ticked off because I am driving the posted speed limit.
After driving a while in these sticks, I realize that I am quite hungry, so I head towards the city and find a diner.
I sit at a table and order some chili cheese fries.
While waiting for my fries to cook, I notice an absolutely beautiful young lady sitting with her mother at a table across the room from me.
She looks to be about 18 maybe a little older, but I’m not sure.
Of course, she is plus-sized and wearing a dress that becomes her. I mean it accentuates all of her lovely curves and inches!
The glasses she is wearing make her look cute and I wish I could play with her long brown hair!
And when I notice her busty breasts, all I can say is, “Wow!”
I can also see her thick, creamy thighs and a part of me wants to look even further up her dress but a bigger part of me is determined to be a gentleman instead.
With every ounce of strength, I successfully refrain from looking up her dress.
But, according to Jesus Christ, Who is God come in the flesh, I’ve already committed adultery by now, at least in the heart.
God be thanked that where sin abounded, grace abounded much more.
Still, I don’t like to abuse The Grace that has been so lovingly imparted to me and purchased at such a tremendous Price!
How I wish I was single and free at this very moment!
I haven’t seen someone so beautiful in quite a while.
She glances at me as well, now and then. I want to smile at her when she does, but I know it will only lead to trouble.
Speaking of smiles, she has the most precious and gentle smile. It’s almost like something from the Heavenly realm.
Speaking of Heavenly, adultery is a blatant spurning of God’s Holy Law.
I’ve committed enough sins, especially in my younger days and I don’t need adultery to be added to them.
Still, I wonder what she is like, and not just sexually, but in all aspects, what is she like? What makes her happy? What causes her distress? What is her favorite kind of books and music? What kind of guys does she like? Is she sweet? Is she shy? Would she like to read my written work?
Oh, I long to know all of it!
Well, come to think of it, I am in a fairly large city and no one here knows me, so I could theoretically go up to her and talk, and see what happens, but I am, unfortunately, a married man, albeit unhappily married and while none of these city people may care, there is a God Who can see and He would be undoubtedly offended.
But speaking of God, my God, this young lady is so beautiful!
I want her so badly but I know I cannot have her and also have peace in my conscience.
Maybe I’ll just create a character based on her in one of my stories.
Everyone is wondering if the world will indeed end in a few weeks or not because of that Mayan Calendar prediction, and I won’t lie, I do think of, at least, The Rapture and am trying to be on my best behavior.
I must needs do the right thing and get out of this place.
So, with that, I finish my fries and whatever soft drink I am drinking, take one last look at the beautiful young lady of whom I had the privilege of beholding this evening, pay my bill then get in my car and go home.
On the way home, I do see one train and I always like seeing trains at night. That’s a bit of a silver lining behind a dark cloud, right?
Upon arriving home, I spend the remainder of the evening listening to train traffic on my scanners until my medicine kicks in and I fall asleep, alone.
I think this is the first time I ever experience a whole night in a house by myself.