An intrusion

“No no please stop.” Nima was holding her stomach while holding out her hand to make Joel stop speaking.

She has laughed so much that her stomach now hurts. Thank God they had later strolled inside the park to sit on a bench before he got to the silly parts.

Apparently, Joel had not found the opposite sex attractive in his teens. He began to wonder if his fellow men would be his choice of companion.

Then he had some issues in his gut, making him unable to pass out stool.

After taking medicine and instructions from his mother, he was able to successfully attempt it.

Like Joel had said about him being an expressive storyteller, he wore every expression he discussed and imitated every action he had done back then.

Seeing him clenching his hands to gesture how hard he struggled to push out the stool, Nima was near dropping to the floor and laughing her heart out.

“Please enough.” She managed to plead.

“Are you okay?” Joel asked.

“You are so shameless. You've ruined my makeup.” Nima com