Keith X Lance 소설 & 이야기

My new job could have been something to talk about if not that Keith messed things up for me. My eyes looked to my side and I frowned when I caught sight of Keith, "bastard." I muttered under my voice, so low he couldn't have heard it over the discussions he fit into with others. "So Keith," Xander, what I learnt to be the name of that creep from earlier, spoke up, "About one hour have gone by and we still haven't been graced with the appearance of your younger sister." "She'll be hear. Why are you so eager when she is not your wife?" Keith remarked as he sipped on a spoon full of soup to add to his venomous sting to Xander.

the lad answered, but his voice trembled slightly. Keith was meeting with one of the lads in secret; that must be something. Why was he doing that? Didn’t he already hand them over to Saint? Did Saint even know about this? Too many thoughts instantly began to run through my head at once. I liked Keith. As a matter of fact, the mere sight of him made my cunt wet with horniness, but sometimes, I completely detested his moods. We were supposed to be a trio kind of clique; Keith, Saint, and me.