Wander Lust

She stood there on the beach. Her skin soaked in the salty waters. Everybody there couldn't figure out what was more beautiful..Sophia or the sunset. Sophia sure was as Gorgeous as they get. The Types that will steal your soul and possess it and let your mortal selves be alleviated. She had a reputation. Which one never spoke about but everyone some how knew.

She had devoured many a man but never did any of them ever feel deceived. They all knew what they would get. Or did they? For each one had a story to tell, but one thing remained. The feeling of sheer liberation they all felt. As if they had touched an elevated soul. Their wives knew they had been to Sophia but they never complained either.

The one thing Sophia was not, was a Prostitute. For she never slept with men for money or for Kind. Sophia was rich enough to live all her life without having to worry about money. Afterall she was the Princess of the city. Still she remained single. Many a befitting Princes tried to woo her but all was in vain. All she wanted in life was to touch as many souls as she could and she chose the best possible way. All she asked was that if the Men went to her, they had to admit this to their wives. Yes. Only Married men were what Sophia liked to "Heal" according to what people said.

Truth be told, that all the men that did go to Sophia had changed for good. Sophia had bettered them in some way. The reason to this, unknown, unfound. But May be it was their search for unbounded lust that was quenched by Sophia. Or May be they could never ever be close enough to quench her search for lust.