Boaz was beyond excited, but much to his astonishment, he is also aware that he had to be restrained. The fear of losing her, the fear of not ever getting this close to her, was like reins that held his wits not to do anything he will regret later. But the mere fact that he can deem his actions to be true and right was a milestone for him with his illness. This feeling is raising his spirits. He was attentively listening when the girl would tell him to turn around.Nina, on the other hand, was feeling like sitting on pins and needles. She wanted to do as he suggested. She was even excited. Too excited, that worries her as well. She is well aware they are suffering from illnesses of addiction. Her balance of mind is telling her this is crazy. Absolutely crazy!But will she ever have the same chance again? The chance of No is more convincing than an imaginative yes!Nina looked at the back of the man in her living room. Sitting on her favorite bean bag. She even b
"Can you... try to... look at me now...?" Boaz asked softly and even more cautiously. He wants this distance between them. So he was scared to make her feel uncomfortable and reject his presence around her. Nina squeezed her eyes tighter. She took a deep breath and exhaled. "Can we stay this way for a while first?" She did not reject, but as she wasn't ready, she asked for a slow down. She needed to calm her nerves and get used to his presence, get used to his distance, and honestly, his touch in her hands a while ago was too combustible for her and her senses. He had held her wrist earlier while running at the clinic to the parking lot, he held her in his arms all the way up to her living room from his car parked on the side road, but they were nothing compared to how she felt with his touch right now. Boaz did not feel bad about her request. He was honestly so smitten of her that he can do whatever she asks him to. They were too close, and he can understand why s
The kiss became even more passionate. Nina seemed to learn quickly with Boaz's lead and guidance. She was lost in her new discoveries that she was unmindful of how she was responding and initiating her sexual desires.Boaz kept his eyes closed as he lifted her to his lap as he sat in his spot on the three-seater sofa where they shared even more fiery and soul-burning kisses. As if they missed each other for a very long time. As if they found their home in each other's kiss and embrace. Soon after, Nina was feeling hot all over her body, that she felt uncomfortable with her clothes still on. Still sitting on his lap, she started to take off her clothes without parting from their kisses. Boaz may have his eyes closed, but he can feel what she was doing. He did the same with his clothes. Starting with his shirt, which he quickly pulled up his head and off. He had a quick glance of Nina still unbuttoning her top. But he closed his eyes again. He was waiting for her to s
Nina, who was feeling so turned on right now, answered in the most positive way possible.She kissed him passionately. Conveying consent and emotions more than words could ever express.An answer to Boaz's request that she was not confident to say her response, but she can show him she agrees.An answer Boaz was overjoyed to realize. And as she said earlier that he could remove the silk cloth that covers his eyes without the need to ask her again, he decided to take his time. It had always been him who orders the other party to cover their eyes when he was in bed with them. Now, realizing the feeling of being blindfolded heightens his other senses and makes him feel even more aroused. He wanted to make use of all the senses there is to keep up and please Nina. He let his hands feel her smooth and burning hot in arousal nakedness. Although she still had her lower clothes on, he was thrilled even to think that he can have a taste of her.
"Oh, baby, that was just the tip of the iceberg," Boaz answered before he crawled his way up to kiss her.A kiss that thirsts for her. Responded with a kiss that hungers for more from him. He held her close. He stood up and lifted her with both her legs wrapped around his waist as he held her butt and her pussy rubs above his now again hard as steel cock. Then he walked them both to her bedroom. She shivered at his every step. She had to cling her arms tightly around his shoulders as she felt weak from all the numbing sensation he was deliberately introducing to her. He didn't have to ask. He knew where exactly to go. He had been watching her from after to miss knowing where she sleeps at night.He felt her orgasmed again before they reached her bed. She curled in his holds as every brush of his cock against her pussy brought her to a wonderful feeling of paradise.Boaz sat on the bed with her still on his lap. She was so wet as h
"Hey, old man! Good morning!" Val greeted her dad as she sat at their breakfast table. "You brat! Don't you know how to call your dad properly?" Edward Monte-Carlo frowned at his seventeen-year-old boyish daughter. He may look ugly, frowning at her, but deep inside his heart, he is widely smiling because he is pleased with the way she is growing up. Not a fragile girl but tough and strong, physically and mentally. She can also be said to be emotionally stable despite growing up without her mother, who died right after she was born. "Ahm... let me think..." She playfully answered while she was starting to pick what food to eat. "You are my dad, and you are an old man, so both are right. What are you grumpy about?" She started to spread her favorite peanut butter on her toasted wheat bread before she added an elongated "Old man." teasing her dad even more. Then she smugly ignored him as she started to
"Yow!" Val greeted her caller on the phone with a hippy mood."When are you coming?" Asked Chanu sounding impatient."Ahhh... mmmm..." Val intentionally prolonged her answer as she was calculating her time. "Am right here." A swishing sound of the wind covered the whole place as an eternal Blue colored Mazda MX-5 racecar halted right next to him. The distance was too precise of a ruler length next to his feet."As always," Khanu walked over to open her car door and lead her out of her car.Chanu and Khanu Yoshima. They are the hidden identical twins of the Yoshima Clan. The leading Car manufacturer and biggest distributor of Japanese cars in the country. The twin is hidden in a way that they do not appear in one place at the same time, or at least not that people would notice. Their identities are not announced publicly to avoid a lot of ugly circumstances. The elders in the clan only announced one son in the family, but they
"Will you guys stop doing that?" Val exasperatedly groaned as soon as the poor stranger ran away in fear to the looking ferocious two. The guy was freaked out when Khanu came out of the trailer with a sharp look and a scary deep voice asking, "Who the hell are you?" when he only said "Hi!" to a sitting all-alone racer girl. He was a fan, and when he saw her alone, he thought he had the chance to approach her even for a simple greeting. Then a race car, which he knew too well to be owned by his idol, suddenly stopped with its front bumper too close to his knees. He did not get the courage to speak anything before he fleed. He was scared he would be in deeper shit of trouble if he keeps standing between two ferocious-looking beasts. "Sorry, dear, we can't stand to watch such cowards," Chanu chuckled and bumped shoulders with Khanu. They did not mean to scare any of her admirers if they do not feel scared of them, her two guardians. It was their way to check if
“What’s wrong? What happened?” Mavie asked, baffled as the man suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and he cried pitifully. Mavie looked at the patient on the bed, there was nothing unusual. His heartbeat was normal, and he looked just the way he used to be a coma patient. “What is going on? Please tell me….” Mavie answered assuringly. Trying to calm her Master to the best of her ability. She was also starting to feel scared because she had never seen this brave man act the way he was at that moment. Judas told her everything that he had seen his grandpa did except the part where he mentioned Mavie as his girl. But as he tried to ask again to show Mavie, the old man on the bed did nothing similar to what Judas was excitedly telling Mavie. “Mister Dinero, it’s me, Mavie. Do you recognize me?” Mavie asked casually, speaking to her patient like she would usually do. But the patient’s eyes did not move like Judas said they did. They tried again. Nothing. “I asked him a few q
As for Mavie, she was actually brave only because she knew some of her Master's men were around to protect her. But she was not going to rely everything on them. She will fight on her own if someone comes trying to bring her down. Mavie admits that her bravery was also because she was more than confident that her Master was not going to let her be bullied other than him. Like Judas would tell her most of the time; "You are my slave. I am your only Master. No one is allowed to order you around other than me. Not even a bully aside from me."So she did not fear to act accordingly, protecting herself when someone tried to intimidate her with violence. But she did not want to let the matter get worse. Mavie tried to deal with what happened in her own way."Mister Ray, please do not tell my Master about what happened today. I don't want him to get mad or worry about me. He already has so much to handle. I do not wish to add to the things that would bother him about me."Mavie begged Ray o
Days went on. Days became weeks. Weeks turned to months, and months became a year. A lot of things happened. Joaquin Dinero, Mavie's patient, passed away in his nap with Judas and Mavie right beside him. His body had seemed to reject the medications, and in Judas' dreams, his grandpa spoke to him that he was too tired and wanted to join his wife in peace. Ever since then, the grandson was torn between the sadness to let his grandpa go, and another sorrow that he was refusing to grant the last, one and only wish the old man seemed to have asked of Judas, the grandson. It was not even a wish done like every ordinary people would do. It was like asking Judas to let his grandfather die. And the way of asking such a wish was through a dream which Judas could not find in his heart to fully believe until he realized that every medical procedure and treatment they tried to provide the old Dinero did not seem to have any positive effect. But, of course, the grandson did not give up. Mav
Mavie did not want to disobey her employer so she ate the oatmeal although she was not a fan of eating it. She had to take some meds to get better very soon so she could do her tasks, and so she did everything her Master had ordered her. The medicine had an effect to make her feel sleepy so even if she did not want to sleep, thinking it was rude when her employer was around, her body was not able to fight against the medicine’s effect. Without her knowing, she had a good sleep and rested, when she woke up, she felt way much better. It was almost like she had never had any cramps earlier that day. “What are you doing?” Judas asked when he heard some noises from the kitchen while he was checking the monitors all around the house, his and his grandpa’s, his business building, and everything that was going on in his operations. By having an eye directly able to see everything in and out of his business establishments, Judas can easily handle problems even when he is afar. “Ahmm, I am s
Just as Judas had ordered, the lady doctor was able to speak with Ray, but the doctor suggested that the patient be brought to the hospital for a proper check-up. “At the clinic, we have everything we might need in order to make sure everything is accurate, unlike when we do it on house calls. It would be best to have her womb checked through an abdominal or vaginal ultrasound.” Ray relayed the message to his boss. Judas was silent for a while. He had to think of a way to keep everything in safety. There were a few things Judas had to consider whatever he might decide to do in his predicament. “Ray, I want you to check who gave me the first call with an unregistered number today. Can we make it quick? I want to bring Mavie to the hospital, but I am worried about leaving grandpa behind,” Judas stated with a dark face. Ray knew that look. As the assistant for the mafia don for quite a while now, he had learned to read between the lines, hear unspoken statements, and read his boss’ m
"Master….?" Mavie called out softly. Mavie was not so sure she was allowed to address the man the way they had agreed. She was confused if their arrangement also applied while she was on work duty or on the weekdays, now that they both realized they were also employee and employer aside from being slave and Master. But calling the man master was not something she felt awkward about at all, so when she noticed the man did not seem to mind her way of addressing him, Mavie continued to ask what she had in her thoughts. "How was the result from the test we did last Sunday with the doctor?" Judas was not sure if this girl was playing a silly game or if she was really unaware of such facts about the human reproductive system. But when he looked at Mavie's frail mien, Judas' gaze lowered and continued to clean his grandpa's teeth and gums with the soft and wet cloth. Just the way he saw on the security surveillance camera how Mavie would do such tasks of keeping the patient feeling fresh
“Master….?” Mavie did not expect to see the man, but instead of surprise, a faint smile was visible on her face. If there was someone Mavie wished to see at the very moment, it was no other than this person. The only person she had been thinking of with so much longing to see again, spend time with, no matter what reasons fate had to bring them together. “Master, is it really you?” Mavie asked again but in a soft whisper. Judas had so many scenes played in his mind of how this moment would turn out to be in reality to have a slight idea; if he cannot be accurate, so he would know how to explain and clarify his identity to Mavie. He had expected her to be surprised, first of all. If not, she should be scared o upset, but among all the possibilities his mind had conceived, Judas was baffled to see an exact opposite to what he had supposed Mavie would have reacted. “I had hoped the names of my slave and the hired carer for my grandpa would be one and the same person,” Judas hid his a
Ray started to check the packaging label of the item. He had a picture from Mavie’s stocks and the products that were on the racks. “They have the same packaging, right?” Ray held the pack and showed it to Judas. “This item is the same as the one in this picture, right, boss?”The cashier was watching the only customers he had in the store in the wee hours of the night; two men, as they chose items on the shelves. The store worker was not confident to walk closer and offer his assistance because he noticed they were on a section he was not very knowledgeable about. He was a man, after all, so he did not know much about sanitary pads. He was confident he could assist them, but only if they wanted to pay for their purchases. Because f they were going to ask anything else about the item, the worker was not ready to answer any questions. But if they still chose to approach him, he would just tell them to check the prints on the packaging. That’s all he could to help. Soon enough, two da
Ray was startled when he noticed his boss got into a car parked right outside the gates. Judas had ordered one of his men to bring a vehicle outside his gates and had its engine started because he would be leaving soon. And it was right where Judas asked it to be when they walked out of his grandpa's house. "Boss…?" Ray called for Judas' attention with hesitations. "What?" Judas asked as he fastened his seatbelt, seated right next to Ray, who was sitting behind the wheels. "I'm going to buy the pads and a serving of warm porridge. You can take your rest. I can handle this," Ray answered cautiously. "I have no doubt you can. I am even amazed you don't seem bothered that you are going to buy such items for a woman. Personal, if I may add," Judas said casually. "I don't think you're that kind of guy…." Judas could not say his words exactly. The Mafia Don was also cautious not to offend Ray's feelings if he happened to be wrong in his thoughts. They do not have much of an age differe