BACK		The Forbidden Fruit

By Sofie Hagan

Part # 1
Her eyes were blue, as the sky above him. Her lips glittered in the sun. Her long blond hair was wet from the ocean’s waves, and her bikini only covered a smaller part of her body. Mark couldn’t help but smile. A girl like her wasn’t seen so often. Suddenly she stood up. Mark had to take of his sunglasses to focus. The girl swung her waist on her way over to him. He smiled,
“Hey there…” he flirted. She smiled,
“Are you Mark from Westlife? I love you so much!” she laughed. Mark got so disappointed. For a minute, he’d almost forgotten Westlife totally. He sighed, “Want an autograph?” he asked, trying to smile again. Within seconds, a small guy came jumping in front of him with a camera,
“Smile Mark! You’ll make it on the cover this time!” he laughed, while taking pictures of Mark with a bar chest.
“Get away!!” Mark protested, but the paparazzi just laughed at him. Mark got so angry, that he got up, and soon after, he was home.

Part # 2
He sat down on his bed. Silence at last. He decided to take a shower. He was getting tired of everything. He opened the door to the bathroom. He threw his shirt and pants, and admired his hair in the mirror. He threw his boxers to, and pulled the shower-curtain away. A young blond sat naked in his shower!! He quickly covered his body with the curtain! He could feel the anger coming out,
“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!” he screamed, and the girl got so scared, that she just ran out crying. Mark didn’t care. He just went after her, making sure she locked the door. He was tired of being famous. He knew what he had to do…

Part # 3
“Man, I just LOVE you!!” Kian flattered Mark for the 20th time. They were on the flight to America.
“Kian is so right… What a great idea…” Bryan mumbled, and took a zip of his champagne. Mark smiled. He knew that they almost didn’t have any fans at all in America. He looked out the window, until the trip ended. He was free.

Part # 4
They were on the bar in New York. They hadn’t seen one screaming girl, one paparazzi or one journalist on their stay in America. Mark had been able to gain a tan on Florida’s beach, and a lot of new clothes in Los Angeles. He smiled, when the waiter arrived with his drink.
“What are ye doing tonight, mate?” Shane asked, sitting beside him.
“Hmm… Don’t know…I just want to live my life, that’s all. I want to do something wild! Something spontaneous!” he said, smiling.
“Hey, don’t give me that lesson! It was spontaneous for me, just to wear this sweater! See ye, mate…” Shane grinned, and went over to a pretty girl. Mark was ready to do anything!
“Mark, my good friend…” Kian mumbled, as the humbled towards with two chicks under his arms. He was drunk as never before, “We’re going on a strip-bar called ‘Boogie Boogie’…Wanna join us?”
Mark smiled, but shook his head. Kian smiled a foolish smiled, and went on with the girls. When Kian left, Mark gave it a second thought. It would be spontaneous to do that. So he did.

Part # 5
The girl was extremely skinny, and was only wearing a G-string. She danced a sexy dance on the stage, and pleasured many men. It’d taken Mark an hour to get in, just because there could only be around 20 men in the room. Excluding the 20 dancers, strippers and hookers. Mark sat on a chair at the bar, looking at the topless waitress.
“Hi there, Big Boy. Want something… Sexy?” she asked, with a super-soft voice. Mark smiled,
“Yeah, I’ll take a sexy coke…” he laughed. He wasn’t planning on being drunk on his first night in New York. It could wait till the day after.
“Oh, Big Boy is from U.K… Or could it be Ireland?” the waitress asked. Mark smiled, and blushed a bit,
“It’s Ireland.” He mumbled, and received his coke. The dancer on stage had slipped down, so she was completely naked. Marks eyes widened, as she went down in split.
“Like what you see?” the waitress asked. Mark looked at her, with huge eyes, “Not bad…”
“So, tell me, Big Boy… What are you searching? We’ve got a wide selection…” she flirted, and leaned forwards, so Mark almost dropped his nose.
“Oh, no, I’m not into that…” he explained, when he got what the waitress meant. He looked at all the top-less waitresses. They were all beautiful, but yet so fake comparing to the Europeans.
“Well, then we got a wide selection of pretty singles. And they aren’t working tonight…” she smiled, and went to another customer. Suddenly a girl sat beside him. She had short red hair (not coloured), a huge mouth (As Julia Roberts’), big green eyes, and a body to fit in Baywatch.
“Sorry, I’m not on work…” she said, exhausted, after seeing Marks huge eyes.
“No, no, I don’t want that…” he said, but got interrupted by the waitress,
“He’s from Ireland. I think he’s very christen, cause he’s not into sex.” She laughed. Mark smiled sarcastic,
“I just own a career I have to think of…” he tried to explain. The girls looked at him, not understanding anything,
“I’m in a boyband… Westlife?” he said. The girls looked at each other, and blurted out laughing. They laughed so much, that Mark got embarrassed.
After five minutes, they still hadn’t stop laughing. Mark went to sit on a stair. Suddenly he didn’t feel welcome in that big country.
“Oh, poor baby… We didn’t mean any harm” the red-haired girl from before sat down beside him He looked at her, getting tired.
“It’s all right…” he said, trying not to get too exited. Her outfit was extremely small, and you couldn’t see that she wasn’t working.
“Let’s go some place more quiet…” she said, pulling him up from the stair. She took his hand, and went with him up.

Part # 6
They ended in Central Park.
“So… You’re doing this with pleasure?” Mark asked. They’d been talking for hours, just walking around the park.
“Yeah, it’s exiting…” she said. He knew she was a prostitute, but she was sweet anyway.
“What is so exiting ‘bout being in a boyband?” she suddenly asked, stopping up. He stopped beside her, and faced her eyes,
“Nothing. We’re not even allowed to have girlfriends.” He said, looking in her eyes. She wasn’t very tall for a full-grown woman to be, but still tall enough to him.
“But you have had girlfriends, right?” she asked, almost getting concerned. He laughed,
“Of course!” her smile turned serious. Her voice was warm and sensual,
“Where’s the weirdest place you’ve ever made out?” she almost whispered. Marks heart was about to jump out of his chest,
“Ehh…” he mumbled, “I think it was at a party somewhere…”
He knew he sounded stupid. She leaded her hands up to his cheeks, and cuddled them,
“Wanna try in a warehouse?” she whispered. Mark’s breath had been taking by her. He just smiled as a yes. She suddenly smiled her big smile, and grabbed his hand. They started running down the street…

Part # 7
“What are you doing?!” Mark hissed, desperate. The girl (Caroline, she’d asked him to call her) was standing in front of the door to a warehouse in the inner city. She was fighting to find a key in her back.
“Shh!! I know I’ve got it somewhere…” she whispered, and found a round key, “here it is!”
She put the key in the hole, but Mark held her hand.
“Don’t worry, Big Boy… I got it from an earlier customer!” she said, calming his nerves. She opened the door, and pulled him inside. It was actually a shop for beds, couches, pillows and other furnishings.
“Wow, this has to be destiny…” she smiled, and pulled him close. The room was dark, but you could still see, because of the streetlight that lighted trough the window.
“But…” Mark started, but got interrupted by Caroline’s tongue in his mouth. He’d never been kissed like that before, and he enjoyed it. All his thoughts about fame, money, girls and paparazzi disappeared, and all he could think about, was how much he wanted to throw Caroline on the bed in front of him.
“Oh, is that a gun, or are you just happy to see me?” she asked, and pulled a bit away from him. He’d totally forgotten to control his lower parts. He took a deep breath, and kissed Caroline. He wrapped his arms around her neck, and kissed her passionable.
“It’s a shame I don’t have one of those,” she said, looking down at Mark, “Now, how can I prove to you that I’m horny too?” she asked and smiled through Marks kiss. Her use of words scared Mark, but he didn’t let that stop him. He didn’t let anything stop him, as he laid her on the bed, kissing her neck, pulling of her small top…

Part # 8
“I can not believe I did that!” he laughed, walking with Caroline on a street in New York at 2 am. She stopped and looked at him with those big green eyes, “It was fun…” she said, kissing him. He almost swallowed her tongue, so crazy about her was he.
“Way, easy,” she said, pulling her tongue out of his mouth. She smiled, “So… We’ve done it in a warehouse…” she started, but he interrupted her, “Ever done it in an elevator?”
She looked at him, with big surprising in her eyes,
“Well, well… Where’s the good old Irish Mark I met this evening?” she smiled, and grabbed his hand.
“He is right here, but his mind is in that elevator…” he whispered, and pointed at the Empire State Building.
“I’ve heard, that it takes about thirteen minutes to go all the way up…” she smiled, pulling him near. When he was about inch from her mouth, he stopped,
“Let us do it!” he smiled. Caroline grabbed his hand, and again, they ran to the building.

Part # 9
A guard was standing with a huge gun in his belt.
“Closed.” He just said, not even looking at them.
“Well, hello Helmut? Or should I call you bad boy?” Caroline asked, recognising the guy. His eyes were very focused on her face. As his eyes were getting bigger and bigger, she asked,
“Still closed?”
He quickly shook his head, and put his keys in the keyhole. He opened the door, and Caroline pulled Mark in. They slammed the door, and Mark gave her a confused look.
“Also a former customer…” she smiled. He couldn’t forget that she had that job! But within seconds, they were in the elevator.
“Going up, mam?” Mark asked, using his Irish accent. He pushed the top floor, and the elevator started to move.
“Oh, I think it’s you who’s going up…” she whispered, and moved closer. He hit her arms around his waist, and pulled him close.
“I guess you’re just as exited as me?” she whispered, and squeezed Marks lower parts with her hand. That was too much for Mark to handle, and he pressed her up against the wall…

Part # 10
“DING” the elevator-bell said, landing on the bottom floor for the 7th time. Mark and Caroline stepped out, laughing on the top of their lungs.
“You were right – those vibrations are pretty sexy…” he smiled. She gave him the first small kiss ever, and they went out past the shy guard, and out on the streets of New York.
“Oh my god, it’s 4:30!” Mark laughed, looking at his digital watch. Caroline took a look at hers, but then smiled.
“Let’s go sit down…” she said, pointing at the staircase in front of a nightclub. They sat down, listening to the tones of the bar.
“Wow, look at that!” Mark said, astoundingly pointing at the very long line to the club.
“I know. It’s a very good club! It’s not like any others… It’s… Oh, you have to see it yourself…” she mumbled, and looked away. Marks eyes got bigger, the same did his smile. Caroline noticed it, and began to laugh,
“Oh, are you serious?” she asked, and then laughed even louder.
“Ever done it in a nightclub?” he asked, as a daring. She smiled,
“How are we gonna get in?” she laughed, but then she saw the bodyguard, “Oh, I know that guy…”
“Have you slept with the entire city?” Mark asked, surprised, but still with a smile on his face. She looked at him,
“Maybe… But I’ve never met anyone like you…” she mumbled. They kept eye contact for a long while, but then they broke it. They stood up. Caroline went to the bodyguard, whispered a few words in his ear, and within minutes they were inside the club.

Part # 11
Mark smiled, as he looked around. It was like a big theme-bar. All the girls looked like aliens, if you focused on their make-up, clothes and dance. The guys were spooky, and with different hair-colours. The music wasn’t very loud, but not like anything he’d heard before. It was disgusting repulsing bubbling sounds, but still, it turned Mark on. The walls were covered with either mirrors or glow-in-the-dark paint. The drinks they served looked dangerous, so Mark didn’t touch them.
“Like it?” Caroline asked, wrapping her arms around his chest.
“Love it!” he asked, looking at the way the other people danced. It was very sensual dances, where they all used all parts of their body. He smiled,
“Who are these people?” he asked, after seeing a couple doing it, right in a corner.
“Shh!! It’s not polite to look!” she hissed, and turned his head away with her long nails.
“Well, is it polite to do it there?” he whined, but still quietly. She laughed, “Like you haven’t done that before!” she said, slapping his shoulder. He looked at her, and made it perfectly clear, that he usually didn’t do things like that. Her eyes got focused on his again. She grabbed his hand, and went backwards until her back hit a wall. She sat down on both of her knees, and opened his zipper…

Part # 12
Mark had opened his shirt, and thrown his belt. Caroline only wore her bra, with her tight skirt. They held hands, as they went down a small street in New York. They stopped in front of the hotel Mark lived on. They stopped, and he took her other hand.
“Ever done it on a hotelroom?” he asked, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to do anything more that night.
“I’m afraid so.” She laughed. They both laughed for a while, until their lips met again.
“We better stop now… I don’t think I’ve ever had such a great night before…” she explained, and put her head on his shoulder.
“I know I have never had such a night before… But you know what? I loved it!” he smiled, and lifted her head. He kissed her, and left her smiling.

Part # 13
Mark came dancing and singing into his and Kian’s hotelroom.
“Wow, guess who is happy?” he laughed, and threw himself on the bed beside Kian.
“Yeah… And guess who is sleeping…” Kian mumbled, with his head buried in the pillow, “And if you say one more word, I’m gonna strangle you with your belt…” Mark smiled, and put himself to sleep.

Part # 14
He’d been sleeping until 1:00 pm. When he woke up, Kian was already up.
“Goodmorning. Or should I say good afternoon?” Kian joked, while shaving. Mark opened his eyes completely, and looked around the room. He smiled, remembering last night,
“Are we jealous, Kino?” Mark asked, and got up. He pulled some clothes out of his bag, waiting for Kian to move, so he could take a shower.
“Why should I be jealous? You had sex?” Kian laughed, with the knowledge that Mark never would do that.
“Three times…” Mark mumbled, and smiled at his reflection in the mirror on the wall.
“Three times?!” Kian grinned, “As if, Mark!”
Mark just shook his head, “Believe it or not…”
Kian was done shaving, and let Mark take his shower. When Mark was done, he went downstairs. Kian thought Mark was going crazy, when he started to laugh in the elevator.
“Where are you going?” Kian asked, when Mark was on his way out.
“Out… Why?” Mark asked, with one foot through the door. Kian strangely looked at him,
“Oh nothing… We’re just going home tomorrow morning, at 6 o’clock…” he said, reminding Mark of the screaming fans and the paparazzi.
“Oh yeah… I’ll be here in time…” he said, and put the other foot out the door. He went down to the strip-bar, “Boogie boogie”, and entered the door. The same waitress was standing behind the counter, but was wearing a huge sweater this time. There were no dancers, and no customers.
“Are you closed?” Mark asked, confused. The waitress smiled at him,
“Well, who’s this? Big Boy? Wow, I’ve heard about you! I’ve never seen Caroline this happy since Brad Pitt came on a small visit! You must be good…” she flattered him, exploring his body. Mark looked at her, expecting an answer on his question.
“And no, we’re not closed. The girls are on work! They’ll be back tonight. You could get a time, but I’m sure Caroline will give it to you for free!” she smiled. Mark blushed,
“Caroline… Is she on work?” he asked, looking down the table. The waitress understood,
“Look, Mark, when you’ve got a job like Caroline, you don’t know what love is! Maybe you do over in Ireland, but that’s different! I know what’s going on between you two… I just can’t let her fall in love! It’ll ruin her career…” she said, removing a bit of wild hair from Marks forehead.
“But what she does isn’t good for her! She deserves better…” Mark sobbed, knowing he wouldn’t get anywhere. The waitress smiled,
“I’m Lauren. Look, you know just as much as I, that you can’t change Caroline. She is as she is, and that’s it! It’s sweet that you feel for her, and it’s sweet that she feels something for you too. But it can’t go any longer. I’m sorry, Mark. But if it would make you feel better, I can be more specific about what it really is she does…” she smiled. Mark took a seat on the bar-chair. He threw his arms over the desk, and closed his eyes,
“Go ahead…”
Lauren smiled,
“It’s really nothing. It’s never as you see in the movies! The guys are usually fat and hairy! Some just want a blowjob, and some just want to see them strip! Some guys are already done, before the girls are naked! And they get paid bunch! And they get all the great contacts… And you got to take an advantage of that last night, didn’t you?” she smiled. Mark couldn’t deny that it helped what she said. He smiled, and rose,
“You’re okay, Lauren.” He said, and clapped her on her shoulder. She laughed, “And you’re pretty cool too! I’ve never met a guy who didn’t stare at my breasts instead of my eyes… I understand that Caroline is crazy about you…” she smiled, and blushed. Mark decided to wait for Caroline in the bar. He got a broomstick from Lauren, and helped her clean up the place. They ate a burger together, and got to know each other better.

Part # 15
“Man, if the press knew I spend my holiday on prostitutes, I would be dead…” Mark mumbled in his coke. It was 7:00 in the evening, and more and more people were coming. Mark still hadn’t seen Caroline anywhere. He’d been told that she was supposed to be there any minute.
“Well, guess who’s just stepped in…” Lauren whispered, and grabbed Marks cheekbones, before he turned his head, “Pretend you didn’t see her… Then you wont look desperate!” she advised him. He tried not to look. Suddenly he felt two warm hands in front of his eyes,
“Guess who?” he heard Caroline’s sweet voice behind him. He smiled,
“Catrine?” he guessed on purpose.
“No…” she giggled.
“Jenny?”
“No…”
”Mary?”
”No…”
”Rachel?”
“No…”
“Hmmm…” he hummed, and received a minor slap from her,
“Knock it of!” she laughed.
“Okay… Then it can only be the most adoring woman on earth! The one and only: Caroline?” he asked. She removed her hands, and he got to look at her. She gave him a huge kiss, and made him smile even more.
“You can be so un-humoristic!” she laughed, and sat next to him.
“He’s been waiting for you since this morning…” Lauren said, teasing Mark.
She’d thrown her sweater, because of all the customers. Mark was getting used to all the naked women around him. He got a good look at Caroline. She wore easy laid make-up, a very tight leather-top, which showed a big part of her stomach and chest. Her small tight skirt made Mark blush! She wore fish-net-stockings, as Mark called them, and long leather-boots. All in black! It drove Mark insane!
“Ready for another wild night?” she asked, looking him directly in his eyes. He smiled as a yes.
“I’ve been thinking… Maybe it’s a stupid idea, but,” he lead his mouth close to her ear, “Ever done it in a cap?” he whispered. Caroline exploded out in a loud laugh,
“Oh my, Mark!!” she giggled, after she’d removed the tears which had been caused by her laughter, “No, I haven’t, but I hope I can say different tomorrow…” she whispered, and he got her point! He was already pretty exited too! She grabbed his hand, and they ran out. They prayed a cap, and within a few minutes, they sat in one. The cap-driver was dark, and a bit old, “Where to?” he asked, chewing gum.
“To the movies in Centrum…” Caroline asked, and smiled at Mark,
“Ever done it in a cinema?” she smiled.
“Let’s get this over with first…” he moaned, and leaned over. He kissed her slowly, and then turned on all his passion…

Part # 16
“Ha ha, did you see the look on his face, when you threw your pants?!” Caroline screamed, laughing.
“Oh, ha ha, I think it was your missing shirt that made him drive slower!” Mark laughed, and got all red in his face of laughing so much. They met in a warm kiss,
“Now we’re going to see a movie! Any requests?” she asked, looking at the billboard. There were old movies like Titanic, When Harry Met Sally, Harry Potter, and such as.
“Who cares?” Mark asked, looking in her eyes. She smiled,
“Titanic it is…” she smiled. They came in for free, because of the man behind the counter. A typical ex-customer. The movie started, but Mark and Caroline were already kissing. At the part where the ship broke in two, the most of the people in the cinema had all of their attention on Mark and Caroline. At the end, when Leonardo suffered a terrible death, Mark and Caroline were done.

Part # 17
“No, Jack, don’t leave me…” Mark said with a girlie voice, pretending to be Kate Winslet. Caroline laughed,
“Don’t…Fly Josephine, in my flying machine…” she started singing. They laughed, and held hands. They were walking down the empty street of New York. They’d both been feeling the love that evening, but neither of them mentioned it. It was about midnight, when Mark suddenly stopped. Just as Caroline thought none of them could come up with new and more exiting ways to have sex, Mark blurted out,
“Ever done it in public?” he asked, surprised that he could even say such things. Caroline stopped, and followed Marks eyes on a stair in front of the library. She smiled. It was out to an open road, but there were no cars! She smiled even wider and went close to Mark. They kissed again, and they weren’t afraid to use the tongue. Mark pulled Caroline up on the stairs, and opened the zipper in the back of her black leather-top…

Part #18
“Mark, I have to admit,” Caroline said, standing in front of him in a streetlight, “I’ve never done that before!” She said, and started giggling again. Mark were surprised himself,
“I wouldn’t have done it, if it wasn’t with you…” he said, and pulled her close.
“I hope not…” she responded. They looked in each other’s eyes.
“We’ve done it in an elevator, in a public club, in a cap and on the street… But you know what would be the most sexiest, hottest and most fantastic place to do it?” Caroline whispered.
“No…” Mark whispered back, and pressed her even closer to him.
“On your hotel-room…” she whispered, and kissed his big lips. He smiled,
“Right after I make a phone call!” he responded, and took his mobile out of his pocket. He stepped a few steps back, and pressed some buttons. He spoke to Kian for about two minutes, and then hung up,
“It’s clear…” he smiled. She smiled even more,
“Let’s go!” she said, biting her lip. They went hand by hand down the empty street. They were both thinking about each other, but neither of them wanted to put their feelings so much out in the open.

Part # 19
“The lady may enter!” Mark smiled, and opened the door to the hotelroom. She smiled, and went in.
“Wow, this is more expensive than all the hotelrooms I’ve seen put together!” she admired. She sat down on the bed, and smiled. Mark closed and locked the door.
“Oh, you’re locking it?” she dared him, but he didn’t give in,
“It’s different when it’s your best friend who can walk in any minute…” he explained, with a big smile.
“Then you’d rather have a hundred strangers?” she smiled. He laughed,
“Hey, it was just a dog!”
She smiled,
“With an old lady!”
They both laughed again. Mark threw his jacket, and sat down beside Caroline. He wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her.

Part # 20
He woke up in her arms. It was the first time they’d both been falling asleep in each other’s arms. He stared at her sleeping face. Then it hit him! He was going home! He grabbed an alarm clock.
“Damn…” he whispered. It showed 5:30. They had to be downstairs in a half an hour. He gave Caroline a small kiss on her forehead, before climbing out of bed and out taking a shower. When he was done, he got dressed and went to Caroline again. She was awake. She just lied there with her eyes wide open.
“We’ve done it many weird places, but this is still the most special place…” she mumbled, and sat up. She put on the clothes she wore last night. Mark smiled, and combed his hair.
“Please don’t make this harder than it already is…” he prayed, and sat down. “You have to leave?” she asked, when she was done dressing, “That’s okay, I’ll just see you tonight!” she smiled. Mark looked down,
“I’m afraid I can’t see you tonight. Not tomorrow night either. Or the night after that.” He mumbled, and almost felt a small tear.
“You’re breaking up with me?” she asked, feeling her face getting cold and pale.
“No. No, not at all!” he shouted, and turned his face against her, “Caroline, you’re the most wonderful thing that’s ever happened to me! And I think I love you! But we have to go home… In ten minutes!“ he said. Her face came back to its normal colour again, but her eyes got wet instead.
“Oh… I would rather want you to break up… At least I would still get to see you again…” she mumbled, and actually let a tear fall. Mark gave her a hug. He let her cry on his shoulder, which made him cry too.
After five minutes or so, none of them cried.
“Let’s go down to the others.” Mark said, trying to sound normal. She dried her eyes, and they both went down.

Part # 21
“Hey you two! So it’s true what they say – Mark had lost his virginity!” Bryan joked, and pointed at Mark and Caroline. Mark blushed, and thanked Nicky for slapping Bryan.
“Guys, this is,” he started, but Caroline lead her mouth close to his ear and whispered,
“Caroline is my stage name. I don’t want you to call me that. My real name is Christy.” Mark smiled, “This is Christy.”
The guys came over to say hello. Mark proudly showed her to everyone, but didn’t include the detail that she’d slept with more guys than a pornstar.
“Lads, we’re going!” Shane yelled from the bus.
“Wait! Let me say goodbye!” Mark shouted, and they nodded. Kian had some ladies he had to say goodbye to himself.

Part # 22
“So… This is it!” Mark said, standing in front of Caroline – Or Christy as it was.
“Mark, what you said up stairs… That you thought you loved me… Are you sure?” she asked, avoiding eyecontact.
“Okay, maybe I was a bit rushed…” Mark admitted, knowing it wasn’t true.
“Cause I know for sure I love you!” she said with eyes filled of tears. He couldn’t stand to watch her like that. He wrapped his arms around her, and let her head land on his shoulder.
“There, there… We’ve done the pouting part already! Let’s just say goodbye!” he mumbled, with a tone so unreliable, that no one would believe him in that situation.
“Mark…” she cried, “Just let me be held by you like this for a while…”
Mark couldn’t do anything else, but to drop his chin at her head. He let a tear hit her red hair, but he quickly stopped. After five minutes, she looked up at him,
“Goodbye…” she whispered. She saw that Mark had been crying too, which made her a bit happy.
“Goodbye…” Mark whispered. They both looked at each other for a while. Then they started to laugh through the tears that had been falling. They both dried their eyes, and became serious again. Then Mark gave her a big kiss. Their kiss seemed to last forever!
“Mark…?” Nicky yelled from the bus. Mark stepped one step back, and landed in the bus. Christy waved at him, as the bus drove away.
At that point it hit her, that she never got his full name, email address, phone number or anything. She let another tear fall. Then she looked at her watch. She had a customer on the corner of 51st and 45th. She started to walk down the street…


True poets don't write
Their thoughts with a pen...
They release the ink that flows
From within their heart.
~ by Anonymous ~