HOT DUDA VS HOT WIDOW
Dinner

Today was a really shitty day for Zain. For meeting Hazel again, for the umpteenth time, but this meeting made Zain really dislike her.

"Again meet him again, I make him can not talk anymore," annoyed Zain who just entered his room.

"But sigh, Boss" said Ziu, who followed Zain.

Of course making Zain straight up to him.

"Curtain!"

"Don't be like that Boss, later you guys are fooled sorry you've said that,"

"Silence can't it?!"

"Tidal Boss,"

"Zee!" zain shouted annoyed at his personal assistant who had accompanied him during his career in the entertainment world.

"Boss, don't be afraid why, with women," advised Ziu, recalling the boss, some with other men, who always appreciate a woman, who there is always indifferent Zain, who is always indifferent, and as if I don't care about women.

"Don't teach me, you know!"

"Boss, is there no intention of the Boss getting married again?"

Instead of answering a question from the assistant, Zain looked at him with a sharp gaze.

"Don't look at me boss, pity the birds, never feel the name of a good massage,"

"Get out of my room!" evict Zain upset, the assistant who recently often said about fisheries.

"Boss, it's for the good of the boss, you know,"

"Zee!"

"Yes the boss,"

"Get out!"

"No, Cindy hasn't come here yet,"

"That's all you can do! Who told Cindy to come, huh?!"

"I'm the Boss, for the sake of the Boss, want to heal, right?"

Zain was completely out of thought with his assistant, and now pushed Ziu's body out of his room.

"If Cindy steps into my house, tomorrow you don't have to work with me anymore, okay!"

"Ish, Boss. I'm just kidding you know,"

"Your glimmer is not funny!"

"Yes sorry, I just want the Boss to get in the hole,"

"What hole? Why did Om Ziu tell papa to go into the hole?" tanya Zi who had just approached the two.

"Zi's pleasure hole" Ziu continued.

"What's the hole like, Om?"

"Like..."

Plaque!

Ziu did not continue his words, because his head was hunted at the okeh Zain.

"Ih Papa, it should not be rude to know" Zi said.

"Papa is not rude, it's just that on Ziu's head there are mosquitoes," Zain lied as he glared at Ziu.

"Oh so," Zi continued, and turned to Ziu again. "Om, just now haven't answered my statement, the pleasure hole is like..."

"Pa, what the hell, I'm asking Om,"

"Papa will answer,"

"Yes quickly, Papa replied, the statement I asked Om Ziu,"

"Tomorrow, now there's something you want to talk to me about,"

"Ish, Papa's not cool, why wait for tomorrow anyway,"

"Because your question is so disgusting,"

"Oh yeah?

"Yes,"

"Yes forget it, my statement," continued Zi, and as usual, she would believe in the words of the father. "Pa, now Papa tell me what Papa wants to talk to me about, because I also want to say something very important to Papa,"

"important?"

"Yes,"

"About what?"

"I don't want to answer, before you say what you want to talk about, Papa,"

"You just change schools, yes" pinta Zain who was thinking carefully with the intention of moving the princess to another school, said the minister, in order not to have any more problems with the daughter of the woman that Zain hated so much for now.

"No way," Zi refused.

"It's for your own good,"

"No, yes no, Pa. Point!"

"But..."

Zain did not continue his words when the princess' index finger he put on his lips.

"I don't want to move, okay. Which school I am, whatever I want to go to, where,"

"But..." Zain did not continue his words again, when the princess thrust an envelope at him. "What's this?"

"From school,"

"You're fighting again?" ask Zain full of probes.

"Of course not,"

"So, what is this envelope?"

"A dinner invitation for the guardians of the school, and requires one of the guardians to come, Papa can come right?" tanya Zi while carving a smile.

"Sure, what's not for this beautiful papa's daughter," as usual Zain was always on standby, for his daughter.

"Thank you Papa," Zi immediately hugged the father while carving a smile, because the invitation he had just given the father, was a plan that he had arranged together with Ev, who was not involved in the project, to unite the father with mother Ev.

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"Honey go deeper, it feels more delicious, oh no emmm,"

"Lookin?" ask the man while stomping his waist so that his heirloom objects are perfectly stuck in place.

"Damn!"

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