Honey smells Eric's heart

As of now, Eric is staying to his balcony. His eyes are looking at the outside. What his eyes could see; the image of his suited woman. His mind is mixing up; why his eyes could see her, since it’s still morning not evening. For him, this is very impossible to happen. Usually, his eyes could see the shadow; during the night nor day.

At this time, Anderson’s ears have totally heard the voice of his master. Now on, he desires to scaped out from Eric’s hands. However, he couldn’t do that, since the nylon is still holding to his body.

His mind is imagining to the presence of his suited woman. He would like to narrate everything; he will be great at all time.

“It’s good to see you Honey; you know my eyes are always looking on you. Did you recognize me? I think, you are, right?

Would you please hold me Honey? I think, your hands will make me comfortable, and then your hearts will make me active under to this ground.

Wo