Benedito Goncalo Cruz Taylor-Pereira
I did not know what to do as Bobby sobbed against my chest long forgetting about pushing me away. He was saying so many incoherent things that I was just unable to keep up. It seemed heartbreak brought out a different accent from him as he wailed.
There was nothing that made sense. The clothes, the shoes and the racy underwear. Before Bobby, yes I was all for that, but that wasn't what I wanted anymore. The sexiest thing for me was seeing Bobby in his boots and underwear with his Cowboy hat on. I just could never imagine wanting anything else but a Cowboy. The skimpy skirts and high heels did nothing to my libido anymore.
I was baffled that he would even think I could want to be with someone else. In someone else matter of factly!
