IN THE NEST OF YOUNG WIDOWS
Two Youths Full of Charm

"Oh my goodness, Yo! Capek, huh? There is a lot of sweat. Here, I'm cleaning up your sweat."

Yoyo suddenly heard A mey's words. But shortly after, Yoyo Malan became nervous. "Wooh! No need, Miss. Later also cross itself," Yoyo refused with a slightly stamped voice.

Instead of granting Yoyo's ban, A mey instead stayed close by carrying a box of tissue that was on the table where they had gathered. "Nothing, than I'm dumbass."

"But, Miss ..." Yoyo was about to refuse again but his mouth immediately fell silent as A mey's finger touched Yoyo's lips to keep the young man quiet.

"There is no rejection! Okay?" a Mey was full of pressure. Inevitably, Yoyo finally resigned. While the three women who were there even smiled at what was happening before their eyes.

Yoyo's breathing suddenly felt tight and his body stiffened and his chest pounded unruffled, as A mey's hands began to touch the skin of his body and wipe the sweat that poured. Chest, neck, forehead, back, nothing is left out of the soft touch of A mey's hand.

"You can be good like this, are you diligent in sports?" ask A mey while rubbing Yoyo's field chest with a tissue.

"Eh, yes, Miss," Yoyo replied nervously. His eyeballs are moving in any direction. Because it was too groggy and awkward, Yoyo did not dare to look at his interlocutor.

"Why aren't you a model photo, Yo? You're that handsome. And your body is also very good gini."

Yoyo tried to smile. "Which village can be a model, Miss. In my country, if most work should use a pilgrimage as a benchmark in determining the work rather than the expertise and advantages possessed by someone."

"Oh .. So that's why you choose to work abroad," asked A mey who is now rubbing Yoyo's flat stomach.

The young man was right Banar was getting more restless over the treatment of A mey. There was even a squirming and slowly waking up as A's finger touched Yoyo's navel. The dilemma, that was what Yoyo felt at the moment. Wanting to stop A mey's hand, but the woman was her master.Silence like that, made her feelings more and more unreasonable.

At an age, only this time, Yoyo was touched by a woman as tender and all this time. Even A mey was the first woman who dared to explore Yoyo's body under the pretext of cleaning up sweat.

"Your armpit hair is thick too, Yo," said A mey as soon as A mey raised one of Yoyo's hands and rubbed it." hmm?" Yoyo. One hand immediately covered the armpits that were exhausted in the aroma by A mey.

"How different?" asked A shang who arrived to step forward towards Yoyo standing up. Yoyo's face stiffened even more. It could usually be very relaxed, A shang put away Yoyo's hand and inhaled the scent of his armpits. "It's different!" yell A shang.

"Geez!" yoyo Pekik in heart.

Meanwhile, in the child's room, Tito is still loyal to two children who have bathed and dressed neatly. Although he knew there was Miss A moy there, but Tito could not do anything because the children immediately invited him to play while waiting for their breakfast to come.

While A moy only pay attention to the closeness of children with their caregivers. Sometimes his smile develops when they do a funny action. A moy also occasionally noticed Tito's athletic body is very beautiful according to the woman.

Actually, Tito had asked permission to take a shirt for a change because the shirt he was wearing, wet when bathing children who can not stand still. But children forbid, so forced, Tito accompanied children only by using a color only.

"Now follow Om's moves?" said Tito, then he stood up and took the position of horse with both hands clenched and aligned on the right and left, respectively, then one by one the hands were thrown forward with the palms still clenched.

A moy's forehead wrinkled but shortly afterwards he smiled with his mouth shut. A moy's eyes focus on something that moves freely from within the Tito color.

"Mommy!" exclaim Zoe.

"Yes, Honey. What's up?" a moy replied instantly averted his eyes.

"Mommy, here! join the martial arts."

"Haha ... Mommy can't, honey. Mommy's just here, right? Look at you guys, okay?"

"Well! Mommy is not fun!"

A moy was only able to comment on a smile and his heart said, "I'm sorry Mommy, honey. Mommy would rather look at Om Tito and his pants, hihihi ..."

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