Chapter 29: Jealous

“Surrounded by the flames of jealousy, the jealous one winds up, like the scorpion, turning the poisoned sting against himself.” – Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

Nang makarating na kami sa White Island ay maraming tao ang nandon, I can see the eyes of young girls looking at Sandro. Nakaramdam ako ng selos, 27 years old na si Sandro pero ang gwapo niya parin kaya nakakaramdarapa parin ang mga babae sa kanya. I held his hand at nagulat naman siya sa ginawa ko at napangiti.

Nilagay namin ang mga gamit sa dala naming picnic blanket at hinubad ni Sandro ang kanyang t shirt, leaving him in his trunks. I gulped nang makita ko ang katawan nito, his body is very toned, kalma kalang Faye. Nakita niya akong tumingin sa katawan niya and he smirked.

"Take a picture, it will last longer" sabi niya sabay ngiti and I just rolled my eyes. Hinubad ko ang cardigan at shorts ko, leaving me in my yellow bikini and Sandro's eyes widen while looking at my body. He cursed.

"Damn, you look so