Adrian  This is the best kiss since the incident behind the sofa first. Slowly I pulled my face and found Fany's face was very exotic."So how?" I asked. "You enjoyed it, right?""Enjoy?" Her tone sounded nervous and confused."That kiss.""Just normal.""Oh yeah? But your face says oh Adrian, why did you stop? I want more."Shee snorted, smiled slyly, looking away. You're a girl who sells too much. How hard is it to admit if I was able to make it float earlier.I wanted more and so did she, right? I forced her chin back to face me, then I kissed his lips again. Yes, I'm addicted. Problem?"Adrian, what are you doing?"I stuffed her lips with mine. While this damn thing hasn't stopped, I ventured to touch her chest. She brushed it off, I touched her thigh this time she pushed hard against my chest."Stop, no. Adrian, I don't want to."I knew there was an upheaval g

Fany "On schedule, huh?" Adrian's comment when he greeted me. Hmm, he's ready to go to college dressed neatly. "Come in, I'll make breakfast for us.""Wow… ok, let's see what you can do."Adrian's apartment room smells good. He smells good too. The mattress was neat, there was no woman there. Good, so far everything is going well.I sat pretty on the little bar stool, watching how he cooked fried eggs, sausage and bacon. I think the apron makes him sexier. What if… we got married, would he be like this? Oh my, my mind is all over the place."So, what are our plans for your parents' wedding anniversary?""Hmm? You come and accompany me, simple.""Okay honey, anything for you. Do I need to buy a present for Father-in-law?"He surprised me. "So confident you call him Father-in-law?"I received his homemade food on the table, tasting a little fried meat. Pretty tasty. He sat next

Adrian  Carl shaved his beard. I sat in the tattoo parlor while he was busy rubbing shaving foam onto my chin."Are you sure, Carl? It's going to be smooth?" I asked."Relax Bro. Trust Carl Johnson."The Spanish guy, my co-worker whom I call Manuel laughs while tattooing a customer. "Carl never had a beard and do you believe he could?"I almost got up, but Yun, the Korean girl, my coworker next door held me. "Carl always shaves his beard, so he's a pro.""Hear?" said Carl, I didn't like the way he laughed. "Relax, Bro. You are in the hands of the experts."Well, he's not lying. Not only the beard, he also styled my hair nicely with jelly."It's good, is not it?" Carl proudly flaunts my hair, my face, in the mirror."Carl?" Elisa came, her eyebrows rose to see me. "You are very cool.""Thank you.""A face is not enough," said Elisa, carrying a black coat. "Use this, let's

Adrian "Mr Zulvian, I thought you didn't come." Uncle William's face immediately brightened. It seems they are close friends."How could I not come to your birthday party?" Zul laughed crisply, a typical laugh that I used to hear often. He was amazed looking at me. "Look at him, who would have thought he would come here.""I know," replied Mrs. "I didn't expect a villager with disgusting tattoos like him to come in here.""No tattoos are disgusting madam, tattoos are body art." Zul unbuttoned some of the top shirt buttons. "See? I have tattoos. Do any of you here have any tattoos? Don't be shy, would-be senator ask here."Many young men raised their hands, even some of the graceful girls at the opposite table."Look," said Zul. "Are all these people trash madam? Adrian Bened, after all, is a hero."It seemed that Fany was curious to ask, "How do you know my boyfriend?""Boyfriend?" Zul chuckled lo

Fany I stepped back. Look at the three of them. They think I'm stupid or what? "This must be Mother's ploy to take me home, right?"They exchanged glances. I know they are lying."Tell the woman, if you want to meet her, come here. I'm not a pet.""Miss, your father is sick at home. If you don't believe me, let's check at home." This young man said in a serious tone, there was no smile or anything strange on his face.God, is Dad really sick? Maybe, after the fuss between his wife and children. No, I went too far. Dad, Dad!"I can't stop crying. I followed the three of them into a black SUV, sitting in the middle seat with a young man in a black suit. While two other people in front.During the trip it was so quiet. The young man on the side was kind enough to take the tissue in front for me. Even if it's just a tissue paper, it's enough for me."How's Dad?""We don't know," he answered. "W