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13. Hunting Girl
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2021-07-10 12:11:59Adrian
Changes cannot be flashed. Good change is gradual, comes from within. I tried for that. I looked everywhere for work, but to no avail. Who wants to accept Adrian Bener, a law student who has not yet graduated. Special science law, applied science that can only be used in a special place. Of course I could work part time, but… I'm not cut out to be a cashier, or a subway attendant.
While trying what's wrong with relaxing, right?
This afternoon I was jogging on the beach near my apartment, wearing long training pants and a sleeveless hood.
Meanwhile, there was a sexy woman who attracted me. She is in a bikini, defiant chest, invites her pet to play on the beach. She's indifferent to me, but I'll make her care in a special way.
I put the big sausage in my trouser pocket. I deliberately ran slowly near the tanned girl. Not to get her attention, but her stupid pet.
The big golden gate dog wagged its tail, approaching me while sniffing the trouser pocket. It barked, started licking my trouser.
"Daniel, stop!" shouted the beautiful owner.
Turns out she wasn't alone. A little boy who was playing in the sand, her acquaintance. The two of them pulled the stupid Daniel away. I gave the sausage what the animal wanted. Now I have the full attention of the beautiful girl
"Sorry a thousand sorry, are you okay?" she ask.
"Yeah, take it easy."
She smiled softly, not taking her eyes off my face. "As an apology, let me treat you to a drink."
"Come on, I happen to be thirsty."
She shooed her younger brother to take Daniel somewhere else, then went with me to club 777. We arrived at the beachfront building, made of wood with a roof of dry leaves. Even though it's not night yet, many visitors stop by here, so it's hard to find an empty seat.
"What's your name?" I asked, sitting down on a bar stool, making acquaintances.
"Ashley Minerva and you?"
"Adrian Bened."
She immediately focused on my arm. A smile of admiration graced his enthusiastic face. "Nice tattoo," she complimented, as her index finger touched the skin of my arm. She really likes it.
"Why, thank you."
We chatted about many things. Little did I know from our small talk, that she was an aspiring veterinarian and lived around Ohio, was currently on vacation at the family place, and was now in a distant relationship with his boyfriend.
The sky is getting darker. I asked permission to go to the car, put on my shirt and took a leather jacket. When I got back to Minerva, I put a jacket on her. "You can catch a cold if you're in a bikini on a curry night."
“You are very kind, thank you.”
"Wanna come over to my house?" I asked. "Ohio is far, you know, thirty hours from here."
She laughed tenderly. "Sure why not? Let me call my family first, to ask permission. Where is your house?"
I put my ID on the table. "Don't be afraid, I'm not a prey Dracula. Well, maybe I'll bite a pretty girl, but only a little."
She laughed squeezing my thigh. She pulled out an ID card while calling his family. I'm sure tonight will be a savage night. I could see the thirst on her face, the thirst for lust. I know their goofy faces.
"I first asked permission from the house, yes," she said, a sign that she was defeated and tonight will be mine.
She talked to someone, lied, said she was going to stay over to his girlfriend's house. Luckily the bartender this time was a woman, the one who had tasted the warmth of my bed. She was also willing to lie to Minerva by claiming to be Minerva's best friend to her parents, for a fee one day She can come back to my bed.
“Adrian, you have no commitment, right?” Minerva asked.
"Yeah, I don't have any commitments yet. One night stand only."
"Good, can we go to your house? I'm going to take a shower,” Minerva whispered.
I grabbed Minerva's hand to take her away, but a black man approached me. Skinny, curly hair, dressed in a polo shirt and long pants. Carl Johnson, a friend I met while enrolling in college.
"Finally I found you!" he shouted, showing off his white teeth, sitting down next to me.
What does he want?
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