Meanwhile, Oliver and Zeke were roaming around the busiest spot in the city. Both were ecstatic to see Pub Lane for the first time.
“Are you sure about this?” Zeke asks his companion who seems to be enjoying the music that is coming from the bar. “Of course. I heard this place is good. And a lot of girls go here.” He assured him but seemed not to convince the other. Earlier that night, while they were playing playstation at Zeke’s place, Oliver had an idea that could change their plan for tonight. He had been intrigued by this place since it was opened to the public weeks ago. Though he already tried inviting the others to try this new bar and a lot is happening to Henrick until now they haven’t visited the place yet with the others. Zeke followed his lead. They entered the pub that was already crowded with people. There’s a long queue on the side of the entrance but Oliver didn’t need to. He nodded at the bouncer and gave himIt’s almost eight. Irvin kept on staring at the main door. Though he’s not sure that Henrick would fetch him up but something deep within him hoping that he will. “Are you waiting for someone?” The forty years old Herman Williams asked Irvin as he took the remaining soiled plate on the table. They just finished eating dinner and the old man was helping his wife, Gertrude, when he noticed Irvin’s behavior. Herman did anticipate that Irvin will join the celebration but he didn’t expect that he’ll pop up at their door two days before the birthday celebration. Irvin shook his head and forced a smile. “No. By the way, I am sorry for coming here so suddenly.” Irvin stated. Irvin doesn’t really want to bother the Williams this late. But he can’t think of any alibis that could make the two let him go. As soon as he met Silvia there’s something within him that itches to leave the place. He didn’t want to be with her. Especially, not with the two fa
“Are you sure that you’re not staying here tonight?” Herman asked as the two exited the door of their home. It’s already past eleven and Hillary so far has fallen asleep. “No need, Mr. Williams. I still need to finish some of my assignments tonight.” Irvin explained. “But I’ll probably be here on Hillary’s birthday.” The old man bobbed his head. “Ok then. Be careful on your way home.” Irvin and Henrick waved goodbye to the couple until they reached the sedan that parked on the entrance of their gate. Henrick opened the car door for Irvin before he finally took his seat beside him. “I can’t believe you’re also good with kids.” Irvin tried to tease Henrick on their way home. But he acted cold and didn’t even show any reaction to him. Different from how he acted earlier. “What’s wrong?” Irvin asked. Baffled. “I am still mad at you.” Henrick stated. Behaving a toddler sulking for not buying the toys that he wants. “What? Why?” Irvin already knows that it has something to do with wh
Almost midnight. Silvia was sitting at her dressing table when Max got home. Tie is already untied and his creamy white long sleeve is somehow unbuttoned. Slightly exposing his chest. Their eyes met through the mirror that faced Silvia. She smiled, walked towards him and welcomed him with a hug. “What got into you?” Max leaned his head back and looked at her wife in furrowed eyebrows. Baffled at her overjoyed expression when she wrapped her arms around his shoulder. She stepped back a little. Giving him the space to see her vibrant face. Though she is no longer wearing any make-up, Max still finds her beautiful in bare face. With her wrinkles and freckles. One of the reasons why until now he’s still captivated by her. “I have great news.” She started without breaking the grin on her face. Max could only arched his brow as he waited for the continuation of her statement. “Our son is getting married.” She said in a squeal. Max was silent. Somehow surprised at the
At Boone’s condo unit, the two are still waiting for Henrick’s message. Two hours had passed but until now Henrick hadn't sent the location, even with Boone’s texts he didn’t respond to any of it. “Still nothing?” Finn lazily asked. His right leg was hooked at the couch’s backrest as his back lay straight at its seats. Hand nonstop putting the popcorn kernel in his mouth. One by one while he blankly watches Boone getting annoyed. At this point he is no longer starving but instead bored. Boone forbade him from watching any movie—or even checking his social media at all—because they would go out as soon as they got the information from Henrick. Boone exhaled. Almost infuriated. “I can’t take it anymore.” He ran to the main door and was about to exit if only he wasn’t stopped by the hand on his arm. It’s Finn. He charged towards him to stop him from leaving his place. Everything happened in such a short period of time that Finn didn’t realize that the bucket of popc
Finn'sI keep on huffing and puffing. He's still below me. Giving me the pleasure that only his lips could do."Ah!..wait-ah..." I keep on mumbling. My head leaned back when I felt his tongue invade the inside of my crack. I've been trying to push him to stop whatever he's doing but instead keep on pushing my legs up and bury himself on my butt. "Bo...one nnnggmnh."The more he thrust his tongue in the more I could feel my entrance spread open. It's weird. The slight sting and the comfort warm and moisture fused every time he rammed inside of me. "Shit Boone." I surrender. Both of my hands grasped on each side of the pillow that I use. "Ahmmmmmnn." My head arched back, grip tightened when I felt him keep on shoving vigorously. How can Boone know such a thing? It's weird even though the pleasure that it gives me is divine."Ah...ha....ha...ha..." Boone sits up and looks like he's done with his business. I chased my breath. Motionless on the bed but my eyes were following him every mor
Finn’sBoone woke me up earlier than usual. I was wincing at the bed when I felt him shake my tired body. Whispering his plan for today. I hardly protest at his request but he’s annoyingly persistent that I end up being dragged inside the school with an exhausted body.An hour before our classes we arrive at the campus’ parking lot. Zeke’s Toyota Camry and Moe’s Dodge Charger are already on their parking spot but the other two—plus my spot—are all still vacant. I released a sigh. My eyes are still struggling to stay awake and my body is still sore from—oh my god. I don’t want to think about it right now. It’s too much for my brain to handle.“Are you still in pain? Should I drive you to the hospital?” Boone is already outside of his car. He kneeled down beside me, his left hand was caressing my lower back while the other was wiping the sweats forming on my head with the handkerchief. He’s a little bit panicked. I’m still inside the passenger’s seat when I felt dizzy.“No need.” I repl
Third Person’s Max intently watches himself in the mirror. The shade of blank and gray pleases his eyes that he can’t help but feel satisfied at his own look. He’s still in the middle of picking his tie when Silvia came in. Her perfect brow was furrowed and her lips were pursed. “You’re mad.” He guessed it right. Silvia walked towards him. She stands between the mirror and Max to help him with his necktie. “Henrick isn’t responding to my text. I’ve been calling him but he keeps on hanging up the call. I don’t know what to do anymore.” She looks like a grouchy teenager in a lavender silky nightgown. Her husband’s eyes landed on her bulky bust that even without the support of a brassiere still looks good for him. “I only have forty-eight hours to totally convince about this.” Silvia added. Not noticing the hard swallow that Max did. Past seven in the morning. The maidservants were getting busy. Quarter of them were preparing the couple’s breakfast and the remaining one w
He straightened himself and stared in confusion at his lover. “So.” Irvin dropped his jaw at the unexpected response from Henrick. He didn’t expect that he wouldn't give a shit towards the girl that he thought was carrying his offspring. “What do you mean by that?!” Irvin raised his voice. Obviously disappointed at how heartless Henrick became. “She texted you that she’s bleeding and you didn't care?” Irvin realized the irony of his statement. In reality, he’s the one that have a relationship with Henrick not Ivy. And yet he’s reacting like Ivy’s older brother about to punch this guy in front of him because he didn’t show any concern towards the woman asking for his presence. Henrick’s shoulder dropped down and his head tilted on the back as he reduced the space between and Irvin. He wrapped his arms around his waist and rested his chin on his shoulder. “Why are you being so grumpy this early, huh?” Henrick continues to tease him but it only worsens Irvin’s mood. His lips