Love of Rose

Chapter 2

In the corridor on the way to the door hung her full-body mirror. Why she hasn´t covered it or better just removed it was simple. The mirror was big and heavy so that she clearly couldn´t move it and she wouldn't want it covered because that would remind her of why she doesn't want to look at her image in that mirror. To let some stranger into her sanctuary to help her was out of the question. So that´s why she was reminded every day why she has never let anyone close or behind her walls.

But when she looked at her mirror image she wasn´t discontent nor happy. Her 5´7 hight dressed in faded jeans, a simple white t-shirt and white sneakers. Rose has never been overweight or chubby nor has she ever been small, petite or delicate. The only thing delicate were her hands, pale, long and with nice natural nails. Her body was not overweight but bloated from her heavy medication. She has always hidden her figure and never taken pride in her body like other women of her age. Her eyes were a mix of blue and grey with little green speckles so that she decided to call them blue-grey in her passport, but to her, they were a boring colour. Boring because she would have wished for a brilliant and clear colour, not this mix. It was the same with her hair, it was dishwater blonde and a little bleached by the sun but there was no shine in her hair, only dull and strait. She liked the length though, it reached to the middle of her back. Her face was pale, sadly not in the nice porcelain taint way but in the ill and a little swollen way due to her medication. She restrained herself and reminded her to think positive. Reminding herself of her nice high cheekbones and the beautiful swing of her cupid-bowed mouth. Even if her lips were bloodless and pale she put a smile on them. She never liked to dress up or put on makeup. Yes, she knew how to do it but she always felt like putting on a mask or hiding her condition and that felt always wrong to her. Taking a hairband from the drawer next to the mirror, she collected her hair into a messy bun and grabbed her blue jacket from the hook.

It wasn´t cold outside but the sea breeze was enough for her to need her jacket. With her keys and her phone with her, she started slowly the descent to the beach. It was her daily workout and much needed. On her way down she was passed by a couple. They were all lovey-dovey in their own happy world. She smiled, they don´t seem to notice her in the slightest. Rose smiled and shrugged her shoulder lightly. After about twenty minutes she was down by the sand dunes and suddenly the wind picked up a little throwing some sand at her. To avoid the wind for a while Rose followed the small trail in between the dunes and let her mind wander, to other places or times. Places she wanted always wanted to visit or times when her parents were still alive.

After a while, she froze on the spot. She froze because she heard something, it was muffled and sounded weird. She followed the sound slowly to a point where the dunes gape. Looking for a wounded animal or something. Only to see the couple in full action. Rose froze again getting a little colour in her cheeks.

There were radiating blissful sexy vibes, the girl was lying on her back her wrap-over dress opened and leaving her complete front bare. Her lover ravishing her on top. He sucked on her full and perky breasts, her n*****s, till she moaned. He trailed up her torso in leaving a trail of kisses licks and little playful bites behind till he was at her ear to whisper sexy things Rose couldn't hear into the girl's ear while positioning himself at her entrance. Rose got to watch how the girl rolled her eyes up in bliss at the moment when her lover entered her. Starting to move slowly and getting faster soon. Rose became wide-eyed and her only movement was to put her hand on her mouth. Seeing them how the guy re-entered her repeatedly, or better conquered his girl, was nothing less than sensual and arousing for Rose, who has read some novels about it but was only a few times this close to s*x or s****l actions. The moment the lovers reached their peak was the moment she was able to break out of her paralysed state. While walking away Rose couldn´t tear her eyes from the lovers her face heating even more by watching them exchange love words, kisses and the after pleasure closeness of them.