EMANUELE'S POVMy palms are sweaty as I see the name flash across the screen. I haven't spoken to her in over two years. I am just glaring at the phone, I cannot determine whether I should answer or decline the call. My fingers are twitching as my anxiety starts to wreak havoc. Something about this woman always drives my body into nervousness. “Are you gonna answer that, Manny?" My head snaps up to greet a curious Kevah.“I don't know," I hiss. The twins and Kevin are deep in conversation discussing the latest episode of Supernatural. “Oh, is it one of your one-night stands or should I say one-flight stands?" Kevah quirks an eyebrow at me. “Is it Patsy?" She guffaws. Jesus Christ, she's never going to let that go. “No, it's not Patsy, I didn't even save her number."“So, why are you dodging the call?" The phone keeps on ringing every few seconds. It must be urgent for her to be calling so many times. Kevah leans over the table, so she can have a better peek at the name who's callin
EMANUELE'S POVI am a nuisance, I cannot seem to do anything right. Why am I such a coward? I couldn't even kill myself accurately. I relive my two failed attempts at committing suicide. I tried to hang myself after my father died, but the rope snapped, and crashing my car into Crystal Lake didn't work either. A fisherman saved me before I could drown. But I guess the third time is the charm. This is too much for me. I will kill myself after Lorenzo dies. A simple bullet through my brain will do or maybe I deserve to die by poison. I hear a small knock on the door and I know it's Kevah. I wipe my eyes and stand on my feet. I stride to the door and open it.“Hey, are you ok? You've been up here a long time."“I'm fine, Kevah, thanks for your concern," I smile.She searches my face with her eyes. I know she notices I've been crying, but Kevah is so excellent at reading people, she doesn't question me any further. I sigh in relief. She catches me off guard when she leans in and wraps h
The living room is almost quiet except for a few gasps the twins let out now and again when Sam and Dean encounter the Woman In White. "What the hell are you two gasping about?" Kevin asks. "You two have seen this episode over a dozen times.""Yeah, but Dean's beauty still takes my breath away," Lana giggles. "The boy is baby-daddy fine," Ella moans. "You two need Jesus," Kevin rolls his eyes. The three get lost in the episode, sipping on pop and munching on popcorn. None of them noticed the war of passion taking place to their left. Manny has his middle finger buried inside Kevah's warm hole, torturing her with his slow, seductive movements. His finger slides in and out of Kevah causing her toes to curl as he twists his finger inside her wet core. She bites her lips to swallow the moans that threaten to spill from her mouth.Kevah retaliates by wrapping her palm around Manny's cock in a vice-like grip. She squeezes the thickness tight in her hand and strokes it gently in an up-a
Both of them are panting and heaving, not to mention satisfied. "I guess I won," Manny chuckles against her lips. "What? We came at the same time," Kevah corrects him."I'm pretty sure you came seconds before me. Your dangerously tight pussy spasming around my fingers was what pulled that explosion out of me," Manny says while he rubs his nose against hers. Kevah thinks about it for a moment, then she sighs in defeat. "Ok, you win." She closes her eyes while Manny traces her face with his thumb. "You think they know what we just did?" Manny says, referring to the twins. He is afraid to turn around to face them. "No, we were careful, plus they are too obsessed with Dean Winchester to be focused on us.""Ok then." Manny continues to caress Kevah's face. "So did you enjoy that, Principessa?" "Yes, that was the best orgasm I've ever experienced," Kevah tells him truthfully. Manny pauses. He finds that strange. Why would she say a thing like that? "And why is that? Is it because you d
EMANUELE'S POV“Yay Mama's home!" Really, — that's what she chooses to say instead of giving me an answer? Maybe she didn't hear me.“Kevah, did you just hear what I said?" I ask. “We all heard you, Manny," Kevin announces as he gets up and rushes to greet his mother. “Mama, we were so worried about you. Are you ok?" Kevin hugs his mom. “Yes, KJ. Now help me to the couch," she tells him as she slips her hand through Kevin's elbow. “It's good to see you, mama," Ella sits next to Gwyneth and huddles up to her left while Lana snuggles up to her right. “My sweet girls. Don't worry about your mama, I'm stronger than I look." Gwenyth kisses their temples. “Yes you are, mama," Lana whispers. “Wait! Am I invisible?" Adrian chuckles, placing his hands on his hips.“We missed you too, papa," the twins say in unison. I am still staring at Kevah who is glaring at her mother. Kevah clears her throat and shudders to her feet. She fiddles with her fingers nervously, as she walks up to Gwynet
KEVAH'S POVI swallow my spit to wet my dry throat. Manny exits the car and comes around the passenger's side to help me out of the station wagon. I don't want him to think I'm weak or broken, but I let him help. What my mama did to me, what she said to me, opened my third eye. Not everyone who is blood is family. My mama was never my mother. She is my pain, my shame, and the reason for all my problems. I have worked so hard just to hear her say; I love you, or I'm proud of you. But no matter how hard I try, it's never enough. Manny takes my hand and heaves me to my feet, and as soon as our skin touches, all my worries melt away. I can't believe I've only known him for two days, and I am already madly in love with him. We walk up to the glass doors of the old apartment complex. I punch in the security code and the doors open. Manny and I step inside the building, and we see Eddie, the security guard, but really he is the apartment thief. "Hey Kevah, who is your friend?" The old f
An hour later and Manny still isn't back. Where the fuck is he? I pace around my apartment. The purple wallpaper peeling from the wall. The thick pink rug that my feet are buried on does little to comfort my anxiety. I sit on the only piece of furniture in the living area, a dark brown settee that I got at a flea market for sixty bucks, and I wait for Manny to return. I shake my knees and bite my fingernails. What if someone mugged him? What if they stab him and leave him on the street to die?Oh God!I can't just sit here like this. I need to go find him.I go to my underwear drawer and I take out my weapon. I check to see if it's good to go. The black SIG P369 fits perfectly in my hand. I grab my jacket and throw it on. I walk back to the living room, and then I see the front door being slowly pushed open. I point my gun. Many women had been raped in this building and I will kill a perv before they rape me. I hold my breath, and then I see Manny step through the door with his su
Kevin is sitting in Bobbette's small, cozy living room. The brown couch is comfortable and smells like Lysol. He leans back, resting his head on the softness. He is nervous; he is about to meet Kevlyn, his daughter. Bobbette wanted to wait for the right time, but Kevin couldn't wait to meet her. He knows in his heart that she is his. “Mommy, do I have to?" He hears a sweet little voice whine. “Yes, Kevlyn. You have an important visitor, and he is here to see you."“But why? I don't want to meet this person."“Kevlyn Pierce, you stop it right now and behave yourself," Bobbette says sternly.“What if he doesn't like me?" Kevlyn asks and Kevin's heart melts. She is afraid he won't like her, but he already loves her from the moment he saw her beautiful eyes in that photo.“It's impossible sweetie for anyone not to like you. You are awesome."“Really mommy?"“Really. Now come on. It's rude to keep our guests waiting."Kevin sees Bobbette exiting the room to the left. She is so beautiful