Tales From The Kiwa by Kelly Addams

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Tales From The Kiwa

(Kelly Addams)


Marisa had respected his restraint even if it had frustrated the hell out of her. Most men would have grabbed the opportunity for a quick, no strings fuck she told herself, but this just goes to show that he is really serious about me.
Anyang had sighed softly as he gently pulled his standing cock from her hand. "Marisa," he said, his tone even despite the emotions boiling inside him, "I want more from you than just sex. You will be leaving soon, and if we do this then you will leave me filled with a burning regret, the memory of something so perfect will haunt me day and night, knowing that it will never happen again. Maybe I'm being selfish and only thinking of my own feelings, but I have to let you know that there is nothing I want more than to take you to my bed, I just don't want it to be something that is superficial, or something that we regret as time passes."
Marisa chuckled. "Oh Anyang, you can be so blind sometimes? I'm not going anywhere, I'm staying here, with you, if you'll have me."
"Truly?" he cried as he grasped her hand, "You will join the Kiwa and become my wife?"
"If you'll have me." she replied softly, then put her arms around his neck, and standing on tiptoe she kissed him passionately.
***
"You're what?" Michelle gasped.
"I'm staying." Marisa replied.
Kebi had arranged for a runner to reach town and contact the driver, within two or three days they would be packed up and gone from the Kiwa homeland forever.
"You can't be serious." Michelle added, "You have a life back home, and a great job, and friends, and what about your parents?"
"I'm making a new life here," she replied, "With Anyang, and I will still be a doctor, and I rent my apartment so that isn't an issue, and regarding friends, I can count them on one hand."
"But your parents?" Michelle repeated.
"We have never seen eye to eye, in fact I can't even remember the last time I spoke to them? I think the best word is estranged, they don't even know I'm here, and I doubt they would care if they did know. No Michelle, there is nothing tying me down, I'll just ask you to carry a letter back to the States for me, along with my apartment key. The letter is for a lawyer that I know, and it will tell him to dispose of whatever is found of value in the apartment, and also instructions to arrange for my small savings to be donated to worthy charities. You see Michelle, I'm burning my bridges, the same way that I will burn my passport when I'm burning my western clothes during the wedding ceremony. This is were I will stay now for the rest of my life, as medicine woman to the tribe, and first wife to the medicine man."
Michelle shook her head in stunned disbelief, then gave a small smile of resignation. "Well I wish you all the luck in the world, I don't think I could turn my back on the modern world, but maybe that's just me? I'm afraid I like a beer and a burger too much to give them up."
"Don't get me wrong," Marisa replied swiftly, "There are lots of things that I'm going to miss, a glass of chilled white wine, French cheese, seafood? but I still believe the positives outweigh the negatives. I will be happy here. And don't forget, between us we discovered the cure for what could have been the next pandemic, so I think I've done my bit for humanity, now I can relax and concentrate on being a wife? and a mother!"