Forgive me

He woke up because his arm was terribly numb. Just died. Lou tried to move it. It didn't work. He turned his head and understood why. Some maiden was sniffling on his shoulder, scattering dark hair on the pillow. Deuce... I wonder, and who is it? Although, what difference does it make?! It's not Keith. That will do. Annoyance and excruciating shame covered Lou, and immediately a viscous headache joined them. It was supposed to be so fucked up yesterday and listen to these assholes, and be in bed fucking-knows-with-who... Cheat on her with some first woman she meets...

He gently shoved the girl in the shoulder:

- Hey... Wake up.

She just sleepily muttered something in response and rolled over to the other side. Louis hurriedly pulled out his unconscious hand and tried to move his fingers. Blood, running through the veins, stabbed them with needles. He looked at the palm where Kitty's stylized cat skull was impaled. Hello, Kitty... I cheated on you. And Keith. Or yourself in the first place?

No, the sex was good... I guess... He had normal sex had no knows how many. Tired of chasing illusions. Life passes by as he stares at his laptop hoping to wait for a kind word from her. Tired of popping calluses. Yes, he was offended. Without knowing it, Kitsune hit the most painful point. I don't think she wanted to hurt him, she just said she thought.

Mama's son... this nickname accompanied all school bullying. Then Louis learned for life that wealthy parents are not a guarantee of success. Dad's money will not make you a position among your peers, will not bring you respect or at least a calm and safe existence. He learned to fight. Just recklessly threw fists at any offender, regardless of his size. Rage more than compensated for the fragile physique. He swore to himself that he would make the whole world love itself. I started working. Louis Sparks made himself. That's a fact. And she says he's a mama's boy...

Lou reached for the clothes thrown next to the bed. With a sigh, I squeezed into my skinny jeans and decided that was enough. Then he slowed the girl down again and asked her to sweep away. Two beautiful blue eyes framed by a smeared makeup looked at him with surprise. Did he promise to marry her? However, the girl was not stupid. Or just plain familiar. Snorting, she pulled on a narrow purple dress and splashed into the bathroom. I wonder if I had enough to protect my mind? Yeah, here they are, the consequences... Lou sent the consequences to the trash can.

The maiden came out of the bathroom refreshed. I winked at him, said the traditional "Call me," and went to the exit. Don't get lost, go... In the doorway, she ran into Tom. The younger brother with a couple of bottles of beer in his hands went to visit the elder. He knows, devil, what he needs now... Tom whistled, making a beautiful ass look, smiled up to his ears and winked at Louis. Like, I approve and support. But, noticing the sour expression on his brother's face, snicker.

"Lou, what are you doing?" Does your head hurt? Or is the fucking fucking?

- Okay...

He reached for a beer, opened it, took a sip. Nectar, dammit!

- So what's the big deal?

Louis shrugged indifferently. Tom climbed onto the bed with his legs and sat across from him. I looked my brother in the face.

"Do you love her?" Really, do you like it?

Louis nodded.

- Got a fight?

- Not that they were scolded... She doesn't take me seriously. Laughs... Tease.

- So what? Well, you give! Yes, all girls do that! If she didn't care, she wouldn't talk to you at all! She's an adult, older than you. What the fuck is she wasting time on a guy she doesn't care?

- Think?

"I think," Tom said firmly and gave good advice: "Achieve, if you love. Give her something... one that surprises me. For real.

"Listen, where are you so smart in places?" And not developed by years? Wonder. Sometimes it seems like you can't tie your shoelaces yourself! And then — bang! - Professor of Love Sciences, - Forged Lou brother.

"Go ahead!" Tom snorted and cracked his pillow.

- Hi Louis. How is it going? You haven't been online for a long time.

- Hi... Goes.

- Are you still offended?

- Nope. We don't know each other well. And we don't understand. It's stupid to be offended :)

"I missed it...

My heart jumped and pounded into my chest. Missed!

- Me too... Forgive me, Keith. (I'm an asshole... You have no idea which one...)

- For what?

- Well, that didn't answer, and in general...

- Did something happen? You're weird.

- It's all good :) It's all good.

Lou saw that she had dumped a file on him. Downloaded. Opened. Fuck! Tits! Well, that is, the neckline. Her. Photographed so and in such an angle as to only tease. Here... contagion. He smiled, pulled down his t-shirt, took a picture of his flat multi-colored breasts, and sent it to her. A few seconds and an emoji is rustling in a roll.

- Mine are prettier!

- UM... didn't see the :) Can I do more?

- UM... OK!

Louis thought Keith would send another shot, but instead she just clicked on the call video of the call. My throat instantly dried up. Lou quickly smoothed his hair and responded. She sat in front of the laptop in a light T-shirt. I dyed my hair bright red, and so I became completely like a fox werewolf. Yellowish-green eyes framed by red hair seem even brighter. Very beautiful, very... And I don't care that through stupid webcam everyone, without exception, looks like nosey aliens.

"Hi," he mutters, feeling like he's rapidly turning into an idiot.

She smiles and then sticks out a surprisingly sharp tongue and teases it. And then he pulls the t-shirt up. Lou dies. But she stops exactly where a good smart girl should have stopped, tormenting the fool in love with her. Oh, she's smart sure, a hundred points ahead will give him...

- Enough? She asks. And Louis is so glad to hear her voice! No less than seeing her appetizing body.

- Nope... more, please, he asks, swallowing.

She laughs and says he wants too much at one time.

"You're a sadist... A very beautiful sadist.

- I know.

"Why are you teasing me, Keith?"

- I like that.

She throws her head back, runs her palms over her chest, squeezing it. And then he slowly removes the T-shirt. There's nothing underneath it. Well, that is, a thin chain with a cross and... breast. Beautiful, lush. The dark pink nipples are sharpened. Either the room is cool or she's excited... She leans back in her chair with her hands behind her head.

- Beautiful? He asks sneakily. Smiling. Lou thinks his heart is going to stop right now. The throat dries up completely.

- Very...

She gets up, walks away a bit, turns her back to the camera, and slowly takes off her jeans. Remains in lace panties. She has a breathtakingly feminine figure. All sorts of rounded... Lou can't find the right word. It's hard to think at all. Especially after she pulls off her panties and throws them in the camera. It seems to him that they will fall on his keyboard. The lower abdomen is filled with a hot heaviness. The whale, wiggling its hips, returns to its chair, falling apart in it like a cat, throwing its legs over the armrest. And purrs, looking at him through his eyelashes:

- Now you...