ForTheLoveOfMangoes

September 25th, 1963 Nikolai, when I hear the name bells go off in my chest. It was that one night where he decided to make it official and show everybody that I was his. To this day I can still feel the rough yet passionate kiss he laid upon my lips, and I can still sense his warm arms embracing my bare frame. He showed me what it meant to be a woman in the care of a real man. The way he made love was something nobody would expect, it was gentle and passionate which once he realized I was comfortable enough turned rough and aggressive. Nikolai was proud of the scars he now held on his back because of me, but I was embarrassed at the though