Ask Me Questions Novels & Stories

No, I'm not someone like that. [Pfft. Okay stop, you're making it sounds like I've committed a crime when I didn't. I'll tell you things about me, I apologize in advance because this will be few. I really don't know what to tell, so if you have any question about me, feel free to ask, I'll answer it.] Is there anything I wanted to know?

I finally ask. Time to start getting some answers.

Conversation killer. “Forget that I asked.”

“Fine. Ask away. But make it quick, I have someone waiting for me.” “Oh, my gods! Oh, my gods! No questions. Tell me everything!”

“So, I’ll ask you some personal questions. Just know that this is a safe space, and we’ll only discuss what you’re comfortable with.” “That’s fine by me.” “Great. Are you currently sexually active? And when was the last time you had sex?”

Anyone asking too many questions. Including me.

He continued rinsing and drying, leaving me with my mouth hung open and eyes still wide as a saucer. First off, what the hell does he mean by he doesn't relate with humans? Forget it. That's confusing as hell. I don't want to think about it. “I am going to forget; you just try to blow my brain. So the twenty questions are done like this: you ask me ten questions about myself, and I do the same to you. And no, it's not childish. We are getting to know each other.” I explained. “Ok… and if it's a question that I don't feel like answering?”

He asks me. “Yes.”

She shook her head and asked, irritation clear in her voice, “Why are you asking me this?” “Just curious.” I looked into her eyes and asked, “Do you like me?” . A. Gupta

I asked her. "Too many questions at a time, which do I take first?" She asked me. "You can pick them one after the other, I can also repeat the ones you don't remember", I said to her.