Random Questions To Ask Novels & Stories

He asked showing off his beautiful smile. I coughed in embarrassment and that made him laugh. What the hell is he saying?? "No...." I muttered and continued eating my food. "If you say so." "Don't you have other questions for me?" He suddenly asked. I looked up to face him in confusion. "Questions like what?" I asked back. "Uhmm.. my hobbies, things I like and don't stuffs like that." He said. "I don't." I answered. "Why not?" He asked again.

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" He suddenly asks, breaking the comfortable silence we'd settled into. "Well, now that do have one more question to ask." "Ask away." "What's your favourite colour?" He laughs "Off all things possible to ask, that's what you want to know? "Yes," I say resolutely. I know it's a silly question to ask, but I really feel that it's the little things that you know about someone that helps you understand a person and eventually become closer to that person. To me, Max is that person. He is someone I want to know inside and outside.

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⚪ I will crushback you ⚪ I will court you ⚪ We're official ⚪ All of the above My lips parted and I stared at the screen in disbelief. Is this idiot that free? Doesn't he have nothing to worry about in his life so I'm the one he always deals with? 2. If my answer is "of course", what would you ask? ⚪ Are you handsome? ⚪ Are you cute? ⚪ Do we look good together? ⚪ All of the above 3. When do you want our anniversary be?

I don’t want him to think I’m playing him. “Can I ask you a random question?” I say looking at Trevor. He smiles sitting across the table. “Sure.” He says looking at me closely. He has this look of excitement and expectation on his face. I smile nervously not sure I want to take the conversation there. I don’t know how he’s going to react. I can only imagine how mad he’ll be. “Why do you like coffee so much?”I say not asking him the right question. I don’t want to make the situation awkward. But I am curious to know if all boys think like Oliver. I know it’s not fair to make him the yard stick but I can’t help it.

"Nope. Do you?" "Nah. Do you have any weird quirks? Like, my best friend says I always cross my legs when eating, but never when I’m drinking." His eyebrows rose. “Why are we having this interview session, giglio?" "We're playing twenty-one questions, Luca." I rolled my eyes. "You're weird." He just looked at me for a while. "Oh, I know. So, quirks?" -------------------------------------------------------------

“Did you feel a strange connection with someone? Or are you asking because you are bothered about not having a mate yet?” “I’m uncertain what to choose but I would still choose a ‘no’ to both of your questions. Just tell me what you know about it and that's all.” She seems reluctant. And I have no idea why she is. “You know, it feels kind of strange to me,” she tells me. “Well, are you saying or not?” “Depends on what exactly you want to know,” I decide to think it through first because I am looking for the best way to ask her questions without making her know I’ve got a lot to say regarding my personal life

The wet squelch that escaped as I settled made my cheeks burn with embarrassment. “Right,” he said calmly, “I’m here to type up a CV that is more accurate for your new job role. Please answer all of my questions truthfully. Let’s begin.” His questions were even more explicit, delivered in a professional yet dominant manner: - Full name and age? - Exact measurements? - Skills: vaginal sex, anal sex? - What is the longest cock you can deep throat? - How many cocks can you handle at once? - What slutty outfits do you own?

“What do you want to ask?” “Will you reject me if I give birth to a girl?”