Icy Palace II

“Where have you been all my life?” Snow White breathlessly asked. After she recounted seven orgasms, and begged her invisible lover to cease his ministrations, which made her core still palpitate and drench, as if it had a life of its very own. “Oh, I’m sorry; I should not have asked that. You where always very near, ever ready with a joke. With sage advice, or even a short term loan. You supplied a willing ear, to hear my rants… I guess…I guess I simply didn’t see you as the man in my life…and funny thing is…you were just that!

I longed for that elusive fairy tale which I’ve cherished since I was a little girl. For the happily ever after, we’ve been conditioned to expect. And you know what? It’s not that way at all. It is lovely at the beginning, like most fairy tales are, yet eventually the plot thickens and there is adversity to face, loss, pain, trials and tribulations which test the bond. Yet the saddest part of all…is falling off the steep precipice of love. Now I know better…I perceive the difference. No, no it’s not just the obvious physical part. Please hear me out.

With him it was me always giving, and I wanted in exchange to receive tenderness, and sweet long kisses that last an eternity. I wanted to be silly, and he criticized me for it. He said I had to be a lady, and be well behaved. He would roll over after sex, and snore like a pig. I was sleepless, and yet I could not find peace in his arms. He said he needed to wake up very early to monitor the markets, and that I should respect his sleep. I….I, can’t do it anymore. I have to leave him. I have to be true to myself, and not live the charade. Since we’ve been lovers, these past three months..

I resent him requesting oral sex, and not reciprocate in kind…at least not like you do…and you do…do it so very well! I am disenchanted with Prince Charming; I see the shallowness within. Listen…I’ve grown to care for you in a much different way. We can be a team you and I, and work together side by side. We can travel, and laugh until our sides hurt, and dance….who cares what people think! I perceive you in a totally different way. For you are a prince, and charming in your own unique way. You are a gentleman, and a gentle, loving soul.

You are noble, generous and brave, and you have self confidence to spare, and that is quite hot! We can be best friends and lovers, and support each other all the way. External forces need not intervene in any way. I don’t care for popular opinion, or even if we only live together till the end. Yes, I want this to be until the end, and for us to grow old together. I know that you’d be there for me if I became ill, as I'd be unhesitatingly. And in the end, we can embrace each other as either one makes the initial passage to the afterlife.

You’ve mined for the elusive answer to the ageless question: ‘What is it that women want?’ And you my friend, have found the answer….why it’s simply to be adored! And I can live with that…I love you in a gentle, enduring way.”


It was not happily ever after. It was a realistic version filled with mutual respect, laughter, tenderness, and hot sex.





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