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Don't Drop Anchor Here (Part VII)

Date: 5/22/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: flytoomuch, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

wave carrying a surfboard. She pressed her face into his chest to block out the world. And yet like every wave it soon crested and collapsed. As Robert gently set her feet on the floor in the bedroom the dark clouds returned. The whoosh of excitement was gone. Ronnie pushed him away. “You shouldn’t do that.” Her voice was unusually testy. Veronica looked down and turned her eyes away from Robert. She was frowning and he was confused. The grin on Robert’s face evaporated. He was more experienced now, but still he had not been around a woman’s “moods” yet. The young man soon to report to the army was disoriented. He lost his smile and his happy mood. His hard eight-inch cock kept throbbing in his pants. “I’m sorry, darling. Did I do something wrong?” His soft loving words were like another stab in her heart. Why did he call her darling? He was leaving her. He was abandoning her. Ronnie was angry and confused and hurt. The off-balance and confused young wife had lost her moorings. Why was she being hurt so much? Why did life make her feel so much pain? Why was she losing Robert? “Don’t call me that. You’re….” Veronica’s harsh words faltered. At that moment she hated him because she loved him so much. Her eyes were on fire with a confusion of anger, fear and sadness. She wanted to be rescued but had no idea how to find a life ring to cling to. She just loved him so much it ached. Rob looked at the clearly distraught blond beauty he had been dreaming of for the last many days ... and nights. Young Robert was crestfallen by Veronica’s wild anger and the way she was pushing him away. He had dreamed of them being back together. He had dreamed something very different than this. Poor confused young Robert had dreamed of holding beautiful Veronica tenderly in his arms. This was their last few precious days before he left and he wanted them to be happy together. He had written Veronica a poem. It was folded in his pocket. He touched the paper nervously. Now everything seemed wrong. Robert looked around confused and shot to pieces. What did he do wrong? Why was she so angry with him? Ronnie’s reaction to his arrival was so unexpected he was thrown off balance. The poor teenager had no idea that the woman he loved wasn’t angry with him—she was angry at the world. She was railing against fate—against the gods if they existed. Without warning Ronnie started to cry. A flood of tears erupted. Robert was confused. He reached out to take the woman he loved in his arms. Yes he was green and immature, but he needed to grow up fast. As he wrapped his arms around her Veronica lashed out. She balled up her tiny fists and began pounding on his hard chest. The troubled young wife might as well have been thumping on the black marble she would thump upon decades later. Robert’s young body was hard and chiselled. Her pathetic pounding made no impact. He held her more tightly to stop her flailing about. She wiggled and twisted and protested. The tears flowed like a river. Her ...