Diandra, Gerald's mother is sitting on her porch having some English cake along with some American coffee in her brown and black mug. "Gerald." She teleports. "Stay Christian, son. I have raised you up to be a gentleman who waits for girls and just give them space. Have your own space as well."
"I'm much more than thrilled in order to be with Ruby, mother." He answers her while walking on the 'Island of Fears'. "The hell I'm thinking about?!" He says to his own. "Good riddance to those negative people who try to separate us from each other. How troublesome." His silent thought could break the stone.
"I know. They just keep asking for it."
"Do you know that you're my baby?" She giggles as she remembers his endless conversations with her. She had a strong graphic memory in which she was a chemistry ace. After a long day of hard work, she usually takes a cold bath in order to release negative energy and helps herself out with house errands. She was a big girl since beauty is only skin deep. She just likes shopping from town with her Mercedes Benz each single week on Tuesdays.
"Maybe it's about time that I wear some makeup while cooking." She thinks to her own.
It was raining cats and dogs at the island in which Gerald got soaked with all of the rain drops. He walks hisself to the shore and stretches on the beach while thinking. "Oh, Ruby. My dearest!
How can I ever let go of you?
In which I am forever with the rude
Your breath enchants my early morning
Just like sun dew in the earning
You are to appreciate me at once
For I'm the jealous type who will never let go
But I understand that you need your own throne
Since that is the quest to the bone
Everyone has some time for themselves
Rounding around like the happiest elves
My truest self is to keep you together
Now, my precious. Now, and forever."
Ruby is dreaming at the tower while sleeping on the worn wooden couch with her head tilted and her lips outshining with red lust-reflecting her tremendous gemstone. She dreams of a Nightingale being sent by Gerald to her as an affection sign of love. "Oh, my dearest Gerald." She is much than satisfied to her own.
"Did you ever think that I would abandon you?
Right in the heart and right in the stew?
Being lonesome is the meaning of life
And having a lot of fun right in the dime
Understanding you is understanding me
Putting it together as I let it be
No-one could ever predict the untold
For we are the kings at the top of the cone
It is now and ever that we become one
Through the heart of appreciation, it's all done
Never give up on your own possessions
For you are my beloved at the dome
Bitten once, twice shy
You and I can do so much together." She understands while being sinful.
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