Kimberly had to stay for another two days at the hospital for medical purposes."Honey, Andy texted that Mom got home yesterday." She starts while Nathan is packing her things."That's good." He smiles."Can we just stay at your apartment?" She requested."Why? Don't you want to see mom?" Nathan was puzzled."She'll worry." Kimberly turned sad."It will be fine. I'll explain it to her." He reaches for her hand."But__" She insists."It's alright, don't worry." He smiles.So as Nathan decided, they went home to Will and Grill Restaurant. Mrs. Aston was already at the entrance waiting as the car stopped in front of the gate."Mom!" Kimberly called excitedly as she saw her mother in the wheelchair and gave her a tight hug."Kimberly, I'm so sorry, baby." Her mother cried while rubbing her face."Don't worry, baby. It's alright; you can still have another child, right?" She added."How did you know, Mom?" Kimberly was puzzled."Andy told me he was so worried." Mrs. Aston answers. Nathan c
As Nathan quietly sat at the tub's edge, his wound was in pain again. He felt like it was reopened, so he called Henry."Yes, what is it?" the other line asked."There's something happened..." he started."What?!" Henry was worried like always."Kimberly accidentally sat on my abdomen and hit my wound...""What! Are you crazy? I told you to be careful! Can't you wait to have sex___""Fuck it, Henry... I wanted my wife so much; resisting her is more painful!" he interrupted."Then tell her the truth!?""Henry, please....""Fine! If you don't want to tell her you're the donor, then lie since you are very good at it!""How?""Just tell her you to undergo an operation, like removing your appendix instead of your kidney...""Is that possible?!""Yes! She needs to know and see your wound, or it will reopen, leading to infection. Do you understand!""Okay, thanks for the idea! You're always the savior, man!" Then he hung up and stayed longer thinking.****"What is wrong with him? After this
Nathan and Henry are amazed watching Kimberly's lively effect on how they act, curling herself on the bed while laughing endlessly."Your reactions are superb!" she cried in tears of joy, making the two naughty best friends look up at each other, and both wince playfully."I think your wife wants to play?" Henry smirked like he was asking permission. Nathan nods for approval while Kimberly frees and worries about their plans."Hey," Kimberly is alarmed as Henry stands and walks towards her."Nathan," she moved closer to his side for rescue while Henry sat beside her."What??!" she's nervous.Then Henry moves closer and kisses her cheeks, a long, friendly kiss since Nathan expresses a warning just by his looks.Kimberly's face reddened, feeling so uncomfortable and embarrassed, plus her husband's calmness after what happened tortured her.What is he thinking?! she thought."I think I should leave..." Henry took her chin to make eye contact and rubbed her cheeks. "I might not avoid this
Kimberly was surprised to see Nathan in the corridor leaning his back on the wall, waiting. "Let's go." she smiled weakly and headed to their bedroom. "Honey." Nathan starts. "I need to go to the bathroom." she refuses. "Kimberly," he calls. "Just sleep." she cried and ran into the bathroom. Nathan felt so guilty as he knocks. "Open the door, Kimberly. Let's talk, please." "Nathan, I'm okay. Sleep, you need to rest." "You know that I'm fine now, so please, let's talk." he insists; Kimberly opens the door slowly. "Honey, please, I need to hear it. Please," he added. "Nathan." she glances at him, sad. "Just tell it to me, honey." he holds her in both arms. "You've changed." she cried. "No, never, these still me. I'm still in love with you." "No. I don't see it anymore." "Kimberly___" "You've changed a lot." "Look, honey. This is still me." He embraces her tightly. They walk towards the bed and let her sit on the edge while he kneels so they are on the same level. "Honey,
Since that summer has officially begun, it should not come as a surprise that the night was burning and humid. A public establishment, one of the most diverting spots in the city's midst, where everybody was on fire while wearing a devil smile. Everyone wishes they could experience something remarkable at midnight. A location with lights that flash on and off and music that is really loud and bizarre. And the entire crowd became energized, rowdy, and full of eager dancers. They move their bodies in rhythmic waves and grooves as if there is no tomorrow.When the disk jockey switches to more seductive and relaxing music, everyone suddenly begins to dance together in close quarters. The man quickly wraps his hands around the girl's waist and pulls her closer to his own body. It's almost as if he's taking ownership of her while his hand rummages around on her body. His lips moved fast over hers as he kissed her hastily while he was overcome with lust.In addition, as the intensity of the
Kimberly was ready to go when she had second thoughts inquiring about the arrogant man's condition, which led her closer to the bed. Before she begins speaking, she takes a few deep breaths to compose herself."Mr., Are you sure you're all right?" She repeated her question to the man but received no response, so she left out the room."Excuse me, Sir, where can I get a ride to the Subway?" She approached the security personnel to whom the man was talking earlier."Subway? But it's already late, Lady, it would take you four hours journey to go there, and there's no car available here." He replied courteously."What about taxis? Is it possible for you to call me a cab, please?" She insists."The shuttle will be available at five tomorrow morning and take you outside the villa, where you can get a ride to the taxi station, but if it is important, why don't you ask Mr. Conner to give you a ride?" He suggested that she let out a long sigh."I'm sorry, Madam." He apologized."That's okay, t
As the sun had risen, the man woke up with a severe headache. Suddenly, he realized he was not in his room. He shut his eyes again, striving to recollect the previous night's events. He blinked his eyes for quite some time and cautiously got out of bed upon realizing he was naked. The man recalled having sex last night, but his partner wasn't there, which he didn't bother because he was used to doing things like this. However, as he drew the blanket, the bloodstain on the bedsheet shocked him. "Could it possibly be?" He uttered, and shame rushed over him as he remembered the young lady's horrified face. He walked to the bathroom and had a quick shower, and as the water poured on his body, he felt regretful. "Perhaps it was her first," he mumbled as he thought about her. "Oh, fuck! I was so drunk that I didn't notice!" he hit the wall out of frustration. "What the hell was she doing at the bar? Is she a prostitute for real?" He thought about it some more. "Please, Mr., there's a mist
It was another long, exhausting, hard-working day, yet he still managed to visit the bar where he met her. Unfortunately, he was unlucky since she did not come up in the evening. He returned to the bar every night, hoping to see her again until he chose another woman from whom he planned to obtain information. But unlike the lady he was looking for, the woman, whose age was the same as him, was very aggressive, seductive, and well-experienced. "You appear to be quite hot!" He smirked, but in the back of his mind, he knew it would be an ordinary night with another cheap woman, a small piece of contentment but not satisfaction. "How long have you been a bar?" He inquired after their first round. "Why?" The woman scoffed. "Do you know all the waitresses?" He persisted. "Like all of them? Of course I do. I'm a pioneer. I must know who comes in and out! That's business!" "So, maybe you know someone. She had this long, curly brown hair, a little fair, and she was, I think, about twenty