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

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 had been a month since he met Kimberly, and he was still trying and hoping to see her at the bar again. It was a gloomy night with heavy rain, and nobody could tell why, in the middle of the summer season, it was raining like that. And nobody could tell if maybe his long wait was over as he parked the car in front of the bar. A group of fellow young men was enjoying the rain together with a girl so familiar with him. He watched them closely until one of the guys pushed the girl as she remained in front of the car door. Then the guy got mad and used force to rip her blouse and kiss her aggressively while the others were clapping their hands, shouting, and slamming the car roof. They were enjoying the scene, so he exited the car to stop them. "What's happening there?" He shouted and walked towards them. Kimberly was shocked to see his face, and her eyes widened with fear. "What do you want?" The guy asked while holding Kimberly's arm hard. "Let go of the girl!" He warned. "She's a

Nathan had a wonderful time the next day. He works enthusiastically with no pressure. He chuckles most of the time and even hums. He gives the order in a polite way for the very first time. Amy Shevere, his secretary, was wondering about the sudden change in the attitude of her boss. Nathan approaches Amy's desk. "Amy, I'm expecting a call at eleven in the morning, so will you please connect it to me as soon as you receive it?" He asks, surprisingly kind. "Sure, Sir." She answered with a smile, yet the shock on her face was undeniable. "Good!" He smiled and returned to his office, holding another paper works from the director's office. "Wow! What's wrong with him now?" Amy hardly believed it, especially when she heard him humming while walking away. It's been twenty minutes past eleven, but the call he expects is not yet received. He calls her secretary for the third time. "Still haven't got it?" His tone is now a bit irritated. "Not yet, Sir." Her voice was soft afraid that th

Kimberly's long and exhausting Sunday has come to an end at last. It was ten o'clock in the evening when she had the idea to call Nathan before heading back home. Kimberly thought that maybe he had dumped her already after their last meeting. Perhaps he declined the deal since money isn't something he gave value to, which she is certain of. His secretary always picked up the phone whenever she dialed his number, even though she was trying to reach him. It irritates her that Amy acts as if she were Nathan's girlfriend when she asks personal questions.The following morning around eight o'clock, Kimberly makes another trip to the phone booth in the hopes that Nathan will answer this time. However, much to her dismay, it is the same woman again."Oh, it's you again!" Amy begins to make fun of the situation, mocking her. "Well, just so you know, Sir Nathan frequently goes to work!" She continued and swung her chair back to her desk."Why?" Kimberly wanted to kn