Now that SKIN E. had already spent the time and money to relocate back to Chicago, she figured she should at least give it a good shot. There was some reason that brought her back to her old home and maybe she was just pushing the issues too hard. She wanted to make it work if it were at all possible. Now that she was here she might as well try to make the best of it. It was not going to be easy to get use to all of the differences but she would do her best. She decided that if it was meant to be it would work. The best approach was to take it one step at a time.

Learning From Her Past

SKIN E. started thinking about how she had let life's circumstances affect her in the past. Like most chicks, there had been good times and some really bad times. Her most intimate relationships had not always ended on a positive note. There were so many times when she had pushed issues that probably would have been better off left alone. SKIN E. CHIK had learned that life seems to have it's own direction and trying to force things usually turned into chaos. The words of The Beatles echoed in her head, "speaking words of wisdom,let it be".

The past three years, before moving back to Chicago, Skin E. had spent a good amount of time working on a more positive approach to life. She joined a group of Chicks headed up by a local psychologist and together they investigated the nature of being. This was a major stepping stone for her decision to return to her home land. Before joining the group it seemed that SKIN E. had felt no purpose to her life. She wanted more and she was determined to find a way to achieve that feeling.

The Celestine Prophecy

SKIN E. had read many books about helping herself find a more positive way to look at what was going on with her, in all phases of her life. She delved deeply into the dynamics of relationships that had come and gone, over the 25 years she had been on the road. Love was a major factor in all of them but, she had decided that love from other folks was not the real answer. Her spirituality was growing stronger and becoming more forceful in everything she did. There was a deeper sense of peace filling a void she'd been carrying down the road in her backpack. That void had become a burden. Her peace was weightless and fulfilling and now she had to remember to hold on to the positive forces it bestowed in her life.

The Artists Way

One book that SKIN E. had read and reread was The Artist's Way, and this book had left a strong impression in her work as an artist. She was able to work for hours with ideas flowing from her mind like running water. The ideas came to her so fast that she was unable to grasp and hold all of them. It was a little frustrating at first. SKIN E. also tried to practice what she had taken from reading the Celestine Prophecy.This had helped her with her inability to catch and hold all of her creative ideas. She now knew that if it were important enough, the thoughts would return to her as needed.

There had been some wonderful times spent with a few, certain to be, FOREVER LOVERS, in the years she spent searching for that one true love. SKIN E. had never had the intention of becoming a layer but that did not mean that she was some kind of FRIGID WENCH. She was a normal Chick with an above average drive in the intimate field. There was nothing abnormal about her natural desires and feeling for love. Truth is, that was probably one of her biggest problems. SKIN E. wanted the real thing. She wanted a solid love, one that could withstand all of the outside pressures and trials life threw at relationships.Trying to find that, had put her through several promising but heart wrenching ordeals.

Her First Love

It all started over a dare but, after the first experience it was not hard to want more, more, more. SKIN E. did not give a damn if it was not what everyone else expected of her. She knew what she liked and she liked this more than she should have. The worst thing about all of it was having to keep everything a big secret. That was also the best thing about it.

There were no others to butt in and pass judgement because, nobody knew about this dark side of their relationship. It made it special and sacred and sort of kinky. Kinky or perverted is what everyone would say anyway. SKIN E. did not realize that this sort of behavior was practiced by many others. She actually thought there was something strangely wrong with her but at the same time, how could anything that came so natural be wrong?

Wrong or not, at fifteen, there is no rationalizing what comes natural. Doing the wild thing was all about hormones and love really has little if anything to do with it. SKIN E. was positive of one thing. This relationship would keep her from becoming a layer for now. She could have her cake and eat it too and, nobody would think a thing of what was happening. It was the best kept secret on the farm.

Seven Years Of Lust

College and parties and playing and one big secret kept the relationship alive for a good while. The problem was, putting up a front, all of the time started to wear on SKIN E.'s heart. It was all good but it was all fake and there was no way that her lover was ever going to allow the world to see the truth. There were eggs hatching and a family growing and SKIN E. was not a part of the picture being offered to the world. This was not how she intended to spend the rest of her life. Though it would be extremely painful, it was time to severe the secret cord. SKIN E. wasn't playing this role any longer. She had to split while the split was still good.

Out of sight, out of mind is what she had heard. Going down the road and never looking back, had an appeal that was welcome, after so many years of silence. Love was an emotion that SKIN E. had found hard to swallow. The pain was too great and the return on the time invested was next to nothing. Life was going to be different now. SKIN E. would try to do the right thing and spend her time with a certain rooster. She could do that if she made sure to always smoke enough wacky tabaky to create a euphoric state of mind. The herb kept her going when she didn't want to go.

He Was A Cock Beyond The Call Of Duty

She met him through a friend of a friend and his looks were the envy of many little peckers.The Rogue Rooster found his way into the same carpool for college as SKIN E. CHIK. They were all attending college and commuting the 45 mile distance together each day to attend classes. It was not unusual for all four of them to smoke the wacky weed just before they piled out of the vehicle to rush off for first hour class. He had wanted to go to college a few years back but his own amorous ways tied him into a job at the local factory so he could support the little eggsters he was hatching with his high school tweety.

Making Eggs Does Not Mean Love

They never claimed to be in love. They just did what was expected of them when she started laying those eggs. His family tried to get him to ditch her more than once but, his jeans were swollen and she was the layer in waiting. Now seven years had gone by and the home roost was not as appealing as it had been back in the day. She was working at a small factory and he was doing all the doubles he could, on his own job, just to avoid going home.

SKIN E. had attended a birthday party for his son and by chance the conversation had turned to what the fall semester at the university would bring. She did not realize at the time, that she was setting herself up for a cock invasion. She was only making casual conversation with a group of birds that had a few years on her. The only reason she was at the party was the promise of some excellent Jamaican Herb she had heard would be in attendance.

The Rogue's work kept him out every night until the wee hours, just before crowing time. It made the sneaking easy. All he had to do was hit SKIN E.'s place on his drive home. They would flop around for a while and then meet up a few hours later for the drive to the university. The carpool was full but, the other two hens were so busy trying to lay eggs, take the rooster and attend classes that there was little time left to pay attention to what was going on right under their beaks. SKIN E. was quite practiced at the art of illusion in her relationships. She cruised through this one like nothing until, The Rogue started proclaiming his love.

Love? What does love have to do with it? SKIN E. was there for the time, for the fun, for a while. Love was not in her agenda with The Rogue. He had a hen and eggsters. She wanted no part of breaking that up. SKIN E. was in deep. Trouble was knocking on her door to reality and she wanted no part of it. The Rogue was a silver tounged devil if there ever was one. This cock could do things with his tongue that any hot chick could only dream about. Danger was lurking just around the corner of SKIN E.'s emotions. What was a chick to do?

Make sure to catch the next episode of The Adventures of SKIN E. CHIK here on the HubPages. Please be sure to share SKIN E.'s stories with your friends. Ya'll stay tuned for the July 2008 ISSUE, due to be published in mid June.