Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25936606-20150319025237/@comment-26220869-20150319070538

"But, Nikki," she stared deep into her friend's eyes," I do want him." She was speaking seriously, straight from her heart, and it felt like grains of sand to say it. To admit it. Without his approval, she felt awful. He was like her mother, and how as a child she sought the beautiful princess' fervor and adulation for her deeds. "Nothing I do will ever be good enough, I guess. Next time, when I see him, I'll just be reminded of what I cannot have...among other things..." It was surreal, how vulnerable she had become; a tortoise with its shell removed and its belly harshly opened by hungry men. A shudder wracked her body, and she held herself for a moment, suddenly chilly.