The Victim

The Victim A moment of thoughtful silence passed between us. He silently took my hand and held it cupped in his. Then he drew me closer to him and I began to respond to his body against mine. My body became hot and I grew afraid, but, at the same time, I wanted him. I surrendered myself to him as he drew me even closer and pressed himself to me. He gazed into my eyes, and I drowned under his love spell as a mixture of feelings arose in me. I was puzzled, enchanted and anxious, and didn't know what I wanted. I began to climax from only his warm and devoted touch. I was drowning in a world of love and intimacy. He kissed me and I felt as if my soul itself was moaning again and again. My heart beat faster. I closed my eyes and found myself in a very different world; a world I'd never been to. He held me closer and tighter still, pressing himself hard against me. I clutched him fiercely and lay my head on his chest, and he stroked my hair without saying a word. The prospect of doing something different and more exciting crossed my mind.

About the author
Phakiso Hlatshwayo is a young, vibrant South African writer, actor and investor, born and raised in Limpopo, River-Side. His love and passion for writing started at an early age and his mother persuaded and encouraged him to study comprehensive writing so that he can acquire professional skills. He is currently based in Cape Town trying to make a mark in the film and television industry.

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