Storyteller

collected thoughts, inspiration and art

[transparent-flowers]

Rosaceae Rosa. (x).

[ajkuerschner]

Love is Like the Bloom of a Flower, but Love only Dies, when You forget to, a Flower always change, so Love will too. 🌸

[ajkuerschner]

Fall for it - End of march

Friday afternoon after work I go to the supermarket to buy ingredients for dinner. Today there is a sake bowl and we have run out of leeks and soy sauce. At the checkout I have a little chat with the cashier and wish him a nice weekend, and then quickly go purposefully to our apartment, which is a five-minute walk away. A message interrupts my pace. Endrik writes that he only has a meeting and then comes home. Suddenly I bump into something or someone. „Oh, sorry,“ I say automatically and look up. Time stands still for a short moment. I look into his crystal clear eyes, which briefly stick to me. Then he turns his face away and continues talking on the phone. His dark hair is tied into a short braid. He appeases the incident with a hand gesture. Wow, I’m not that careless otherwise.

At home I hang jacket and bag on the wardrobe and put the shopping in the kitchen. My playlist sounds from the speakers of the music box. After putting on something comfortable, I start cooking. I have already mastered this dish from the ff.

Just when I activate the keep warm function of the cooking surface, a message appears on my mobile phone. >> Completely forgotten, today is the anniversary of my company. Don’t wait for me. << So eat again without Endrik. Before I put down the cell phone, it rings. „Hey Amy, we have private event today and need every free employee.“ „I’m coming. I’m on my way,“ I answer, hang up and sigh. As if I hadn’t already worked enough today, but I like to do it for Leno.

When I arrive, I fly over the tables with an analytical look. All are occupied. I quickly throw the apron over and tie my hair into a braid. Then I take a tray from the counter and start serving the guests. My eye catches Endrik’s face. He sits at a table with three other colleagues. A female colleague sits too close to him for my standards. I try to avoid the table and ask another waitress to serve it. So it’s the company he works for that celebrates its anniversary here.

Even more annoyed by today, I try to hide it and to serve the guests professionally according to the best skills. „Oh, Amy, I’m sorry, but I urgently have to go home to my children. The little one got a fever and it continues to rise. Can you please continue to serve table 7?”, a colleague asks me and runs past me. I call her afterwards that I will do that and go straight to the said table to ask if the guests would like anything. I notice that the five people are visibly different from the rest in the room and that this is the boss level.

That doesn’t change my behavior, because I treat everyone equally, no matter how poor or rich someone is. But then our eyes meet again and I remember the incident from earlier. His eyes also reveal that he recognizes me. I take their orders and forward the note.

After I bring the food and drink, he asks me for my name and when I get off work.

„Amy serves you tonight and I’m off work when the last guest has left and the lights go out.“ He nods gratefully for my answer and I go about my work. When the bill is requested, he tells me to ask my supervisor to get off work. I raise an eyebrow and answer that I can’t promise anything. A little surprised about this, I go to Leno, who is standing in the kitchen today, and tell him about it. „Ah, no problem. Keane and I are good friends. Please say hello to him for me, because I don’t have a free minute here today. „I nod, take off the apron and throw it in the laundry basket, release the braid from my hair and go back to table 7, where the mysterious Keane is waiting for me.

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I sit opposite him, since the place has just become free and the other three remaining ones also say goodbye and leave. In general, it has become quieter in the restaurant and Endrik is also breaking with his colleagues, putting an arm over his “female colleague“ over her shoulder. My eyes nerrow briefly, but I shake off the anger. „We seem to have a mutual friend,“ I begin the conversation with Keane. „Leno is a long-time friend. At the time, I suggested that he should open a restaurant, because he prepares excellent food.“ „Wow.“ „So I don’t want to waste your valuable time and get straight to the point, Amy.“ I straighten up and I’m curious what’s coming next. „I’m looking for a female companion for my free time. You have to know that the escorts have become too boring for me and after a failed, childless marriage I have no desire to enter into a new relationship. Please be my daughter, who I never had.”

„Wow.” I have to digest that first. „Is that serious?“ „Yes, why should I bother you with lies. If you spend 60 hours a week working, you look for a little relaxation and the joys of life in your free time. If you share this with someone, it doubles. „So you’re a SugarDaddy and I’m supposed to be your SugarBabe?“ „I haven’t looked at it that way yet, but ... Now that you say it, it’s comparable to that, yes.“ „I don’t really have the time for that and my friend won’t be thrilled about it.“ „Please call him.“ I take my phone out of my pocket and tap on his contact. At the other end of the line, the voicemail sounds. „I’m not for sale, to make that clear, certainly not for any intimate activities.“ He seems amused.

„I’m just asking you if you want to be an escort for me. I won’t buy you anything if you don’t want to and I’m not interested in, as you call it, intimate activities with you. Let’s lead our relationship on a father-daughter level, because you look like you could really be my daughter.“ „You don’t look as old as my dad.“ „Thank you for this flattering compliment, but I’m forty-eight.“ I look at him in disbelief. He doesn’t look older than mid-thirties. „Okay, okay. Let’s set up a few rules.” „Oh, I love that we get personal and draw up a contract.”

He pulls out a ballpoint pen and a folder with empty paper from his briefcase and hands me both. „Please, write down your demands and then I will complete it with mine.“ While I write down my rules, I spell them out loud. „Our father-daughter thing remains on a platonic level. Physical contact is only allowed if it is appropriate. Holding hands and kissing on cheek are allowed, all other touches and or intimacies are prohibited. You always have to ask before you want to do anything with me. I always have the opportunity to make a decision. It is not asked for personal information, but it is allowed to address, share and or disclose personal things.” „I like that Amy.” He takes the A4 sheet and completes the list with his demands.

„You call me Daddy and I call you babe. You don’t fall in love with me. I’ll give you a smartphone with my number stored on it. We only contact each other via this mobile phone. If one of us breaks the rules, the contract is void and the contact is broken off.” We both sign this sheet and he puts it back in his pocket. Can I drive you home, babe?“ „With pleasure Daddy, I don’t have a car and the bus only runs every hour at this time.“

We left the restaurant and he directs me to a black limousine. „Thanks for stopping by, Daddy.“ I can’t help but smile. I didn’t even call my own father that. We sit together in the back seat and are driven. „At our next meeting you will receive the phone. Please always carry it with you, babe.“ „How could I leave the house without it, Daddy.“ He must also smile slightly during our role-play. „Did I estimate your age correctly earlier, babe?” „How young do you estimate me, Daddy?” „Mid-twenties, babe.”

„Daddy is good at guessing. I’m twenty-six.” The car stops and he gets out to open the door for me. „Thank you, Daddy.“ „See you soon babe.“ He gives me a goodbye kiss on the cheek and gets back in. One thing I have to give him. He has class and his perfume is bewitching. I can’t wait to tell Bamika about it. Endrik is not yet home when I enter our apartment. So I make myself comfortable in bed and text back and forth with Bamika. She warns me that Keane could turn out to be a psychopath. However, I have a strong intuition and it tells me that he has an honest skin. We wish each other a good night and then I process what I experienced in my dreams.

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When Keane turns around, his surprise is written on his face, but it pleases him and he gently pulls me to him so that the water can wet my skin.

We stand close to each other. I feel his excitement. „Can I foam your back, Bae?“ I nod, take my hair aside and enjoy how the sponge runs down my body in snake lines and covers my buttocks with foam. Then Keane turns me and foams my décolleté, the bridge between the breasts, slides down to the belly, to stop just above the pubic bone. „Thank you. Now it’s my turn,“ I say with a smile and take the sponge out of his hand. „May I?“ He nods with a wide grin and turns around. I also gently go down his back, kose his buttocks and turn him to me to foam the front. I go a little further down, the inner thighs, while he can’t suppress a moan. That turns me on and I let the sponge play around his privates. Keane takes the sponge and throws it away, grabs both my hands and pushes me against the wall, careful that it doesn’t feel painful.

Then he lets her go and our faces touch with the tips of our noses. The water is dripping down on us. We breathe in. My hands are on his hips. He’s imitating me. Keane allows one of my hands to grasp his shaft and I caress him. He starts moaning again and takes my hand aside. „Babe I want to spoil you if I may.“ „Please, Daddy, yes.“ Keane kisses my neck. One hand grabs my upper arm and slides slowly down the other plays around my labia.

My body vibrates. His lips wander to my breasts and his tongue moistens my nipples. I can’t stop myself anymore and start moaning „Oh babe, I like to hear that.“ The moaning becomes more and more intense as I turn off my head and surrender to this moment. For a long time, no one touched me like he does. „May I penetrate you before you come, Bae?“, he asks with his mouth to my ear. „Y-yes.“, I bring out trembling. He lifts me up.

I sling my legs around him and he penetrates. We merge, are a rhythm, moan. My arms wrap around his neck. His lips stick on mine and when we reach the climax at the same time, we look at each other. Oh my God! An indescribable moment. An extremely satisfying feeling. My feet touch the ground again. I’m slightly wavering. Keane holds me. We smile at each other and he turns off the water. Did this really happen? He hands me a bathrobe and hangs his towel around his hips. “Let’s eat babe. That made me pretty hungry.” „Me too, Daddy...“

At the breakfast table there is a satisfied silence. „Babe“ I look at him „You turned my head.“ „You mine too.“ „I don’t want to drive you home, but I have to. Before the vacation, there is no air in the appointment calendar. „I also have a lot to clarify.“ Keane nods and stands up. “I’ll take you home in an hour.” That hour flew by in no time.

When I put the key in the lock of the apartment, Endrik tears open the door and throws two large travel bags in front of my feet. „I packed all your stuff“ „What’s going on?“ “It’s better if we go our separate ways. Everything has also been clarified with the landlord.” „Can’t I come in and talk to you about what you asked me to do. „To be honest, I don’t see any point in talking to you about anything.“ „I wanted to explain it to you a little more softly, but then we do it here and now: I’m breaking up with you.“ He shakes his head convinced of himself, licks his lips and closes the door slowly, with a „Darling“ from the apartment still audible.

Ah yes, the female colleague is probably here at home now. I call Bamika, who picks me up and helps me put the things in her apartment. “What an ass. Well, luckily you have something better now and you deserve it.” She grins widely and winks at me. “It’s just that he doesn’t have time for me for the next two weeks. “ Her horrified expression speaks volumes. „What?!“

“The work is calling. After that, we will go on vacation together.” „Uh, where are you going?“ “On his yacht. “ Her eyes shine.

„Does he have a brother or best friend?“ I laugh. „I can ask that next time.“ „I beg for it. By the way...” Bamika gets up and comes back a plate of muffins from the kitchen. One of them carries a glowing candle. “Happy birthday to you, Amy.” „I completely forgot that today is my birthday.“ We laugh. „Thank you Bamika.“ „Do you want something.“ I blow out the candle and wish for a life, full of unforgettable moments.

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„Are you sure she’s not?“ „Mom, that’s out of the question. I underwent a vasectomy at the time.” ,Vasectomy?!‘ “You didn’t tell us anything about that. Why did you have that done?” „I was young and not yet ready for children.“ „You child’s head! Will you tell her?” „If the topic should come up, I’ll be honest with her, yes.“ „Who’s listening here on the landing?“ Santiago’s voice asks me in a whisper. I turn to him in fright. He has that grin on his face again, like when we first met. I can’t say a word. The shock about what I just heard is too deep. All signs say I’m pregnant and it can only be from Keane and then I find out he’s sterilized. ‚How is that possible?!‘

„Well, you don’t seem to know everything about my brother yet. He’ll provide more surprises, believe me.“ Santiago walks past me and I follow him a few meters apart. „Oh, good morning Santiago and good morning Amy,“ Keane’s mom greets us. I sit down with Keane, his brother sits next to George, who is quietly reading his newspaper. Keane gives me a kiss and looks at me lovingly. „Well, we wish you would stay here with us a little longer.“, says Kathrin saddened.

„Yes, I would like that too,“ Santiago adds with a grin. Keane’s jaw tightens. He tries to control himself. „We will visit you again very soon. You know that I usually make you happy once a month with my presence, mom.” „And now also with a feast for the eyes by your side.“ „Santiago, please!“ George reprimands him without taking his eyes off the newspaper and turns his pages. „Whatever. Thank you for welcoming Amy so warmly. This shows me that my gut feeling did not deceive me at the time. Maybe we have something to announce on the next visit.” When Keane says this sentence, I feel nauseous again. „Excuse me.“ „Everything okay, Bae?“

Without giving Keane an answer, I run to the toilet, which I visited when we arrived to threw up again. Hell, It’s getting more and more noticeable. „Can I hold your hair?“ I look up. Santiago is standing in front of me. The door was not locked. I could slap my forehead. „Don’t worry, I’ve locked it for you and your secret will stay safe with me for the time being. We can pretend it’s from me, because my sp*rm is always ready.“ I wipe my mouth with toilet paper and rinse. „Do you know Santiago, these sayings of yours don’t exactly give you sympathy points.“ „Oh, I don’t want to come across as sympathetic either. I love authenticity and I know you have a lot of it too. Besides, I don’t want to deny that you have a strong attraction to me.”

I wash my hands and sigh. „Please, don’t waste your time. My best friend Bamika, for example, is also single. I think you’d match well.” He leans forward to me. „But I don’t want to be satisfied with the second choice.“ „Believe me, Bamika is first cream.“ He crosses his arms. I walk past him and unlock the door. When I come out, Keane is at the door. Santiago walks past me with the words : „Oops. You shouldn’t see that.” Keane’s expression turns from horror to anger. He follows his brother, „Hey Santiago!“ And gives him one in the face. „You bastard! You won’t interfere in my relationship again!” Santiago does not fight back. He only tries to avoid the further blows of Keane. „Keane!“ I call and hurry to him. Caught in his anger, he pushes me away with his elbow and I lose my grip. „Amy!“

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We sleep in the guest room. The rest of the family flew home by private jet. I close my eyes and process the last hours in my dream. When I open the eyelids, it is still dark, but I feel wide awake. The impression of having to go to the toilet creeps up on me and on the way there it gets wet between my legs. Splish splash „Shit,“ I curse softly. „What’s going on?“ Keane is standing in his bedroom door. „The amniotic sac has opened.“ „Don’t worry, I’ll wipe it off. Do you need anything?” „Yes, a new pair of underpants.“ He brings me one and gets a towel from the bathroom. „Thank you.“

„Do you already feel contractions?“ I listen to myself. „No, not yet.“ „Don’t delay to let me know when the birth is progressing. If you want, I can build the birth pool for you.” „Do you still have it?“ „Well... Yes, I have.“ „I’m trying to ly down again.“ „Sure, I’ll do that too.“ In the guest room I change my underwear and slip under the duvet. However, lying down does not feel right. So I sneak out again and go into the living room, where I light the fireplace. I sit down and the dancing flames hypnotize my mind. - „Amy, is everything okay?“ Keane pulls me out of the trance. „Yes, why?“ „Wein, you’ve been moaning for a few minutes.“

„Oh, I didn’t notice that.“ „Wenn, do you have a feeling like you want to give birth?“ “Currently I feel...” A wave interrupts my answer. „Pool?“ I shake my head. „Here?“ I nod. „Then I’ll bring you the pool tarpaulin and some towels. Do you need a blanket?“ The ache is over. „Thank you, yes.“ „Okay.“ Keane gathers everything together and prepares the birthplace while I take the other waves. With this birth, I want to move a lot. Keane pumps up the Pezziball from the last pregnancy and I circle my pelvis, change the position again and again, rest my arms on the ball and feel how the head comes. I go with the rubber ball to the prepared birthplace and continue to breathe deeply into my stomach. Keane holds me by the wrists. He looks past me. „Sure you can feel the baby’s head, Amy?“ „Yes.“ Do you mind if I check or should the midwife take care of it? Did you even let her know?” „In this pregnancy I did without a midwife.“ „Oh, oh, and you mean...“ „Keane!“ I try to talk during the aire. “Doubts have no place here. You should know that, from...“ „Yes, I know. You are a strong woman, a doer. You can do it. You’ve done it before.” Something touches the tarpaulin. “Amy...” “What is?” „The legs come first.“ „Okay.“ „And you were right. It’s a boy.” Wave after wave I feel that the little one is slying out of my body. „The only thing missing is Amy’s head.“ I continue to focus on breathing and let my body perform the birth process. „Ah!“ I groan suddenly. I reach between my legs and hold our son. Keane and my eyes meet. For a moment I feel transported back. „Birdy, Gwen is awake and calling for you, what... are you doing here?“ Santi’s voice makes me return to the here and now. „It’s a boy,“ I say, beaming with joy and holding him in my arms. „You gave birth to our child... with Keane?!“ „Hey, brother. Please calm down.“ I hide their conversation and look at every tiny detail of the little earthling. Leaning against the sofa, I put it on my stomach. With his own strength he pulls himself to the chest and docks. After drinking enough, he lets go of the mammille and we cuddle. Renewed labors give birth to the placenta. “I need a flashlight,” I say. Since no one reacts, I look around. „Hey!“ I say a little sharply. The twins are going to each other’s collars again. “A flashlight, now.” Keane hands me his cell phone. When I see the lock screen, I linger for a moment. It’s the photo of me and Gwen from the album we gave him for his birthday. Oh boy With the flashlight function I examine the placenta. It is complete and the umbilical cord pulsates slowly. „Someone please get a string?“ „Yes,“ I hear both of them say. Santi sits down to take me and puts an arm around my shoulder. I lean my head against him. „I was so with myself and the little one that I didn’t waste any thought about whether you wanted to be there.“ „Well, hopefully it won’t have been the last time.“ I smile and gently stroke our baby’s head. „However, next time will hopefully take place with us.“ „Or on the toilet,“ I say and we laugh. „He looks like a...“ Santiago begins to say. „Ayden,“ we both say. „Ayden Nael,“ I add. „A really impressive name,“ commented Keane. We smile at the little boy. „Mom. My brother?” Gwen asks and snuggles up to us. „Yes.“ - Santi receives the honor of tying the umbilical cord and with a small fire ritual we dissolve the connection between child and placenta. After that I dress warmly and we snuggle up in the postpartum, which we will spend here, contrary to expectations.

[expressions-of-nature]

Mount Rainier, Washington by Hilton Chen

[ajkuerschner]

…and if you ask yourself whether you are in love, the answer is clear, but not your point of view.

[fravery]

Stepan Nesterchuk (b. 1978)

[fravery]

Harald Pryn, Denmark, 1891-1968 Water Reflections, 1930s/40s?

[themakeupbrush]

Aden

[mattydemise-deactivated20260430]

Mors tua, vita mea

[ajkuerschner]

Hypnotize me,

How it could be,

Between us

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

I won’t erase the space cause I wanna feel this phase and sometime … your taste 👄

[mattydemise-deactivated20260430]

Mors tua, vita mea

[perfectquote]

“We often want it so badly that we ruin it before it begins. Overthinking. Fantasizing. Imagining. Expecting. Worrying. Doubting. Just let it naturally evolve”

— Unknown

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Trista Mateer ,“I Still Forget We’re Not Even Friends”

[dumblr]

Not anymore.🙏

[maria-pal]

❄️✨❄️✨❄️✨❄️✨❄️✨❄️✨❄️

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