Chresanto's Lovely Lisa

Her intelligences, Her beauty, the way her body sway and shook when we made love was sending me in a whirlwind. Like a tornado, so many emotions was spinning in my head around and around again, thinking of her...thinking of Lisa. Lisa...my best friend, my everything, my world...my special lady. Me losing her to jealously, envy, hatred was it all worth it? Is it worth me crying myself to sleep every night? Praying and wishing that she was still here with me? I can't and will never have another women like Lisa and I'm not gonna die trying. So everybody let me tell you how special this women was to me. And my name is Chresanto. And this is the story of Lisa. My lovely Lisa.