
"Mahaha ... Yes," replied Tito. "But that's why I'm thinking too."
"How do you think?"
"I thought that none of our masters fell in love with us, but they only liked the contents of our pants."
Yoyo's forehead shriveled. "Nobody fell in love with us? No way ah."
"Try you think well, from the events we experience. Even the anger of our employers can subside, because we give them the contents of our pants. For example, Miss A moy. He was happy when I filled my pants. Prove it to Miss A Win. She was angry because you refused to have sex, right? That's proof that our employers only want the contents of our pants," Tito explained with great confidence.
Yoyo who heard it was momentarily silent and digested the words of his best friend. What Tito said has a point as well. From everything they experience with their employers, it is always related to the contents of their pants.
It's only natural that Tito thinks like that. The widows are just waiting for them to be sensitive to their feelings. While the two young men were really insensitive to the feelings of the employers. The reason for that was because Tito and Yoyo had never felt loved like what. Plus, their relationship did start from a bed relationship, so it's natural that Tito thinks like that.
"Maybe your words are right, To. If they like the contents of our pants. Not falling in love with us. It is not possible if our employer falls in love with us, we are different caste," said Yoyo while staring at the sky. There was disappointment in his face.
"Well, that's a fact, Yo. There will be no woman who truly loves us. What else, if you think, is not possible from having sex to love? If it were true, there would be no woman or man selling himself. Maybe if because of having sex can make you fall in love, no man or woman who works as a satisfied," said Tito expressed his thoughts.
"True, too" Yoyo chimed in. "Ah shit! It turns out that we are only made satisfied by our employer."
"Rubber!" exclamation Tito. "What else are they widows. Do you know what a widow is? Need a caress."
"What do we need to do, To? Is it during work here that we will only be satisfied? There will be infectious diseases because we often have sex with them."
Tito breathed out violently his breath.he also spread his body and looked up at the sky of the room. "I don't know either, Yo. Maybe it is our destiny to be entangled with the desires of the widows of this house. Having sex with them is good, but I also want to feel loved how? Watching, confiding in each other. Not something like this is the way. The more days I get, and I need someone who's gonna age with me."
Until time moves on, now night has come. Even the clock that kept on going, was currently heading towards the late direction. Two small children fell asleep in their mother's room. Such circumstances make two young men who work to take care of children, must be in the same room with the child and his mother.
Tito, who has made peace with A moy, has been late with a game full of sweat and delicious moans since Zoe fell asleep a while ago. While Yoyo still seems confused because the master still silences him.
"Miss, Miss is still mad at me?" yoyo finally dared to let out his voice since Binbin fell asleep some time ago. Although she was afraid that Miss A won would not answer, but at least Yoyo had tried to melt the atmosphere. Yoyo was really thinking hard so that the woman who was lying down was devastated.
"Who is angry with you, too" denied A win.
"But Miss A won me. If you're not angry, what else can you try?"
"Males by the way."
Yoyo snorted, suddenly he had an idea when he saw behind A win enough to lie down. Yoyo slowly shifted Binbin's body towards him and he moved behind his master.
Grep's!
A win was shocked when he felt a hand hugging his stomach from behind.
"What are you doing, Yoyo?" ask A win in a soft voice.
"Well Miss A win, what should I do to keep Miss from getting angry again?"
...@@@@@...