There was always an slight attraction
not one that was very noticeable not really. A look nothing fancy but that feeling you know the one you get every now and then in ones presence.
He was a very important in the community but she wasn't anyone at all. A face that you saw passing in your car no one cared about her existence she was all alone.
She tried to make friends but no one wanted her. Listen ok... she tried love once or twice but was too slow for others roll. She had to change and to be better, her body and her face
a change is what everybody else wants.
But him he was looking not so no one else could see he saw who she really was not what she could be.
Others decided what she was and didn't really know her at all. They all decided not to like her to push to make her fall. They pushed in every way everything she ever had was being taken from her even her mail. They all work together the community where live taken everything that belongs to her stocks bonds land everything.
But this man he liked her he didn't care that she was black. He knew how nice she really was her color didn't matter to him.
She knew or thought that he liked her or was he like the rest feeling lust until it wore out? This is what she was thinking. She was scared to like him because he was white and black and white couldn't mix. He talk to her but she wouldn't let him in. She keep pushing him away turning away from his advances. But one-day this man asked his friends to talk to her for him.
But the lady is still sceptical because of what others already did.
Now this lady wasn't safisticayed a style she didn't need.
She just wanted to be herself not a change she didn't need. The man he should be married to someone of his race. But ever now and then he pop up
and advances her again.
Now the lady is really wondering what is it that he want?
Is he like everyone else just making notches to see how many women he can get.


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