La Chica Nueva の小説・ストーリー

Lisa asked “ I hate dumb questions, why are you crying anyway. Did your boyfriend dump you or something?? ”Hazel asked “ No,,,” lisa replied “ Have you seen the new girl?? ” Lisa asked “ we have a new student?? And she’s a girl, is she pretty??? ” Hazel asked and Lisa nodded “ more than me?? ” Hazel scoffed “ I don’t know Hazel,but she’s a pain,she hardly use one day and she’s already making me feel bad. ” Lisa said

They could smell my scent as soon as I began walking down the hall towards this room, but I’m sure they pretended not to know for Rieka’s sake. As always, Rieka’s eyes hold me captive. She quickly rises to her feet and wipes her hands on the front of her pants. Drea did a good job preparing her for tonight. Rieka looks amazing in a pair of dark wash jeans, a lose fitting white tank top with a V-neck and some lace detail on the back, and a pair of pink Adidas Samba tennis shoes.

She attacked my lips and in a swift move, she was straddling me, her hands in my hair. Camila, Camila, Camila. Camila Brinx- Camorra. Deep, open mouthed kisses, mixed with the cool air of the night, a dream. Our lips felt perfect against each other, she felt perfect in my arms. The sound of the ocean now rushing, or maybe that was my blood rushing through my veins, kick starting my adrenaline. Whenever I'm with Camila, it's like a fever dream.

Not in this world, not in the next words. This woman was just the perfect woman for me. ***

It's just a foreign word that has no meaning at all to Cheryl Anastasia's life. "Tomorrow, don't act as stupid as you are because you're just a cheap girl who pursues love so much and begs for people who don't want you at all. Juna is disgusted to see you! You're just a bitch! " Cheryl's head grew dizzy. She wanted to explode, wanted to get angry but couldn't.

Leda clasped her arms around herself and prayed for it all to end quickly. “First time?” She bent to meet the cheerful blue eyes of a blonde-haired girl around her age with a face like a cherub. “That's obvious?” The cherub’s smile widened. “New girls always look scared. It will be simpler the next time.” Leda made a spontaneous noise deep in her throat. “There won’t be a next time." “Don’t be so sure.” The other girl’s smile receded slightly but then quickly rebounded. “I’m Larisa, by the way.”

she greeted cautiously. "Hola," Lucia replied. "Can I help you with something?" Lucia removed her sunglasses slowly, revealing sharp, assessing eyes that immediately scanned Chloe from head to toe. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice dripping with an edge that made Chloe's smile falter. "I'm Chloe," she replied, trying to keep her tone friendly. "Franco's girlfriend." Lucia’s eyebrows arched slightly, and she tilted her head. "You are my son's girlfriend? And where are you from, Chloe?" she asked, her tone almost accusatory.

she replied " I got a thirty million dollars cheque from Alvarez Larissa, I am so fucking happy about it and seeing you here also makes me so happy " Reyna told Larissa they both yelled out in happiness. " O my God I'm so fucking happy for you Reyna. you deserve the best babe " she said " But what are you guys doing out here anyway and whose building is this? " Reyna asked Larissa as she stared at their surroundings. The house wasn't one they had gone to before so she was wondering what they were doing here.

she was back, now in uniform, hair tied up, with a backpack containing water and a snack. The shift started punctually. Lúcia gathered the team in the basement: Carla, a tall, slim brunette around thirty with a sharp gaze; Vivian, a platinum blonde with curves and a mouth that always looked ready to gossip; and three other quieter women. “This is the new girl, Isabella,” Lúcia introduced. “She starts today. Show her the ropes.” Carla looked Isabella up and down, lingering on her breasts and hips. “Pretty little thing, huh?” she commented in a low, mocking voice. “Freshly married and already here cleaning shit? What a life.”

It feels great to be bad~ There is no way I am going back~ Now the pain is for motivation~ Because there is nothing that can be measured~ The affliction of the feeling makes me yearn for more~ She let the music move her body, following the choreo that Lizette taught them. She is a new dancer at Casa de Lujuria; she's a niña before but was transferred to the performer's department. She knew there was a hocus-pocus going on between Lizette and their current boss, Farkas, but Lizette’s story is not her story to tell Because I may be bad at it, but I'm very good at it~ Sex in the air, I don't mind, I enjoy the smell of it~ Chains and whips excite~