Boring old life of mine preaching nothing but a dismay of agony for my long lost lovers. Complete knocked out life of mine still trying to grasp the attachment with human femininity. My busy life couldn't make it understand to any women of mine that I was feeling bad about them. I love their existence in this life and loved the fact that they were attracted by my manly pride but my lonesome poor road was not for any women who were aware of their confident pride. I wasn't luckily born in middle class family, I was forced to be born, my mother gave me home delivery, I wasn't wanted to, but human science was so advanced that they made me by medicine. My mother loved me as much she could with her suffering and struggling life, sometimes if she could she might've sold me in the market to get some money, out of oceanic love of my sold out life, I struggled to be a home appliance repairer. My parents died after failure of selling me in the market for their other beloved kids. Out of love strive, I became a less emotional person, especially towards drama queens. I had my own small space to trashing into myself. Recently, I inherited an ice cooling system freezer from my work place. It was a good looking, small in size but very attractive, I was in love when I saw it. Ice blue colour, 48 hours backup system, freeze everything within an hour, if I adjusted it. I was feeling good about it. I was busy with her, my freezer, I must add. After all days of hardwork, it comforts me with her cooling personality. I simply was in love when that happened. I was tired that day, fell into my sleep then probably after 2 or 3 o'clock, I felt a chilling sensation in my chest, an ice cold hand touching my lips, my cheeks and then forehead. Coldness revived all senses of my body but I couldn't open my eyes, it's like I was sleeping on a lap of my love, her soft touch on my spine, my hips moving like wanderer seeking out the hidden treasure of hers. When I woke up, I was feeling chillingly awesome, heated my frozen breakfast, took hot water bath and went to my work. That day everyone was watching me like someone else was there to work with them. However, after finishing my work, I was with my friends hanging out for that night, my friends introduced me with my boss's only daughter, pretty girl, sexy as hell, we mingled well that night, drunk and frustrated, we might had sex that night but only kiss and makeout were in my lucky escaped of memories. Afterwards, I went to my home, I was dissatisfied with my sexuality, always ended up incomplete romanticism of mine, affecting my emotions. It was late night, when I got back to my home, I opened my freezer to had a drink when a cold hand touched my chest, I was so shocked that I nearly fainted but she held me with her loving arms and took me to bed. She was a lady freezer lived in there for centuries, man who made that freezer was a poor farmer, studied at his own, learned to make freezer from his best friend, when he was finished with making the freezer, he had a high fever that took him away from her. From then, his family never used her but sold her into the market. Centuries after centuries, she was just sold from here to there but never been purchased whenever someone get interested they never show themselves again at the shop. So, she got frustrated but when I took her into my home, started to using her and nothing happened then she came to see me. She told me about last time, she had a great time then I realised about the reason behind feeling my cold awesomeness. After listening her story, my pride of manhood melted like a snow with my overflowing love towards her, poured to her venus, that night I became a new man, every night I went to home to her loving arms and she served me my meal from freezer and slept with me. A month later, we got married but she was still loved to live in the freezer at day time. We had two kids, both of them were like their mother, sleeps in the freezer, other than that they were a normal kids. A woman from my freezer that teased my pride became my love of the life who iced cold my every agony and frustration with her cooling touch.