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"Ma, how many days was Mom with Papa there?" Chilla asked as Sarah was packing the items she would bring for out-of-town use.
There, Pram is opening a branch of his jewelry store that is widening.
The design he made always attracted top buyers. Makes his business go up.
"For a week, dear, because Mama and Papa will also visit the house of Mama's friends," explained Sarah, when the suitcase was filled with some clothes and others.
"When are we going to Oma's house?" Ask Chilla again. Their routine activities visit Pram's parents, who are the only ones left.
Sarah sat down near the princess on the edge of the bed. It's been finished.
"Maybe next month," Sarah replied with a faint smile and rubbed Chilla's head.
The girl seemed to think for a moment, "Alright," Chilla leaned her head against Sarah's shoulder.
"Good at home, don't be naughty and don't do anything weird,"
"Mom don't worry, Chilla can take care of herself,"
And the chatter was interrupted, when Pram came in and told his wife to hurry up, all the stuff was put in the trunk, once again, Pram and Sarah say goodbye to the princess before actually leaving.
"See you girl" they said compactly.
"See you Ma, Pa," Chilla replied as she moved her hand to the drug.
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The sun's light has been lost, the moonlight hangs, and reflects beauty, in the sprinkling stars that sparkle beautifully in the sky, further making this night blue happy.
And for the umpteenth time, the two young people again wrestled on the bed, implying a passion that seemed never complete.
Whether the tip of the thread is like what, clearly both of them always enjoy their two moments. One reasoned about love, one still talked about trying, when it was clear in his attitude, that he did not want the girl touched by the other, especially if not the love of his name?
But many say, even if love is not possible it tarnishes its purity, but when love and***** become one? What can you guys do?
Even the mind is clearly opposed, the body and head are dizzy, but this situation is only they who understand, know this is forbidden, but adult desire can not be held back.
Who is sane, being in a room with a loved one. Faced with the taste they always try, and the opium that has often greeted.
Arrested him? Once twice might be, but if it's been made to melt, and he's asked for more when we're no longer on earth? Can we still get out of the desire that often arouses by itself?
Alva points her thumb into Chilla's mouth, wants a diculum and is sucked, implying a sensual impression that makes Alva more vigorous to move.
The young girl, according to her, resigned under Alva's confinement, followed her every move that so closely coincided with hers.
Not only his heart, Chillapun's body seemed to have fallen on Alva.
He cannot overcome his own feelings, the feeling of speeding up arbitrarily, to make Chilla stupid and crazy, giving up everything only for Alva who has not clearly given real happiness to him.
Slowly, Alva pulled his thumb out of Chilla's mouth, "Call my name Chil," Alva said with breathless breathing. Wanted her name to be called, and Chilla always remembered when they made love.
"Al," call Chilla according to.
"Yeah honey... Call my name again," Alva did not stop the action at all, continuing to make Chilla sigh, which sounded melodious in her ear.
Chilla opened her eyes that had been closed, staring with a glare at the handsome man who was dashing her.
"Al, Alva," he called intermittently.
And blushh, with a big smile the deepest blow the Alva has given, as soon as the burst can that has sown so much in there.
Slowly, Alva plucked himself from the core that was still beating violently, Chilla's body trembled but was soon overcome once Alva gave her a hug.
"Thank you." He said while peeping in the forehead of Chilla who was still sweating.
The girl only smiled slightly to respond to Alva, then broke her face, clinging to her lover's chest.
"Sister," call Chilla, breaking the stillness of the room.
Now, Alva's one hand is folded, forming a cushion for where Chilla rests her head.
"Hem,"
"Chilla wants to ask, but Brother don't get angry well," Chilla pinta looked up, looking at Alva who was exhaling cigarette smoke up away from him.
One eyebrow Alva raised. Want Chilla to voice out what exactly the girl wants to ask.
"Did my brother love me?" Chilla asked as she bit her lower lip, afraid that this question would offend Alva. Like that time.
"Yet," replied Alva briefly.
Chilla's heart gripped to hear it, disappointed in her face can not even be hidden, should not now he asked, this is too hasty and rash. Her thought.
Unlike Alva who smokes a smile. The man smashed a cigarette that stayed half into the ashtray.
"But I'll try it,"
The deg!
Chilla gasped in shock, with a sentence that had just come out of her lover's mouth. Did ya? Did ya? Did he hear wrong?
Alva parsed Chilla's hair back lovingly, making the young girl's cheeks blush.
"I told you when we made love on the couch, didn't you hear it?" Alva opened her voice again, looking at Chilla who was only able to flinch with a timid look, so adorable in her eyes.
Slowly, Chilla shook her head, at that time her consciousness was not full, she did not hear Alva say that sentence at all.
"You enjoyed it so much well, to the point of not hearing me talk?" Alva chuckles seductively.
"Chilla did not hear it," Chilla's lips pursed cutely.
"Then, now listen,"
"What?"
Alva again chuckles, this innocent girl always offers happiness for him, see, with eyes that sparkle seduce and lips conical it, has succeeded in making Alva laugh.
"Chilla, I say this because I don't fully understand what love is, but from the devinisi you call it, maybe it's all true, I've felt it, and it's all I can feel, and it's all I can feel, only to you, so I decided to try it,"
"really?" Chilla's eyes are glazed.
"Hem, I'll try to love you, just like you said. And I hope, the hurt word I said, it won't happen to you,"
Tests...
The tears suddenly seeped from both corners of Chilla's eyes.
"I'm not dreaming?" Ask Chilla to herself.
Alva shook her head, she wiped the tears and kissed Chilla all over her face, and lastly she bit the ruum lip, until the owner screamed.
"Aw!"
"How, do you believe this is real?"
Slowly, Chilla nodded with a chuckle.
"Right, this is real, Chilla's sick,"
Alva grabbed Chilla's hand, peeked at her glance and clasped tightly, "I don't know, fate will take us where, but I hope you really won't get hurt, especially because of me,"
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