Secret Saturdays Porn

Leonidas Van Rook sat
in his room, thinking about his past. It was the ten year anniversary
of his last date with Drew Blackwell. He had taken her out for a long
walk in the woods, which ended in a high cliff overlooking the sea.
That was the spot where they shared their first kiss, under the full
moon, with the waves quietly lapping at the rocks far below. Shortly
after, Drew had admitted that she had fallen in love with Solomon
Saturday, a man she had met in college. Van Rooks heart had been
obliterated that night, his happiness sucked out of his soul.

Van Rook had always
been interested in the paranormal, especially in Ouija boards. He
slid one out from under his bed, and set it up in the middle of his
room. What is the name of my true love? Van Rook asked aloud in
his thick, Russian accent. The triangular crystal began to move, and
pointed to the letter D. It slid to the letter R, followed by an E
and a W. It continued to slide around the board, repeating the
pattern multiple times. The spirits had confirmed it. He took a deep
breath, and asked it another question. Who is Drews soul mate?
He expected it to spell out her spouses name, but was shocked at
the results. His heart skipped a beat when the crystal spelled out
Leonidas. Shaking slightly, he turned to his nightstand, and
grabbed a silver picture frame. It showed a picture of Drew and
himself standing on a beach, his muscular arms wound lovingly around
her waist. Both of them were smiling, thoroughly enjoying their day
together. The image was distorted as a shining tear fell from Van
Rooks sapphire eyes. He dropped the frame to the floor, and the
glass made the same shattering sound as his heart did when Drew broke
it. Why must fate be so cruel? he whispered before crying
himself to sleep.