Kissing Strangers
Kissing Strangers - Kissing Strangers_One

"Mom, Shakila leave first!"

As the door opened, Shakila poked out, wearing a white mini dress on her knees. His plain and still young face, looks older due to the makeup he uses bold makeup, so his face line is a little firm now. Looks like, this 19-year-old girl is going out tonight.

"Where are you going, Shakila?" With a panicked look on his face, Sekar asked. Her eyes widened slightly as she noticed Shakila's appearance was very different from her tomboyish style.

"Hehe, of course go to Shakila's friend's birthday party! Shakila go first huh, Mom, afraid it's too late!" Shakila stepped forward and then peeked quickly at the mother's cheek.

She held Shakila's hand for a moment. "Wait a minute, didn't Mommy hear wrong? You want to go in clothes like this?"

Shakila's forehead wrinkled somewhat faintly, hearing her Mommy's words. He immediately turned his head down, observing the dress attached to his makeup. "Why not' Mom? Why why. Beautiful Kan?" Spin fast ballerina style while sharing her sweet smile.

Rough breath blows from Sekar's nose. "Darling, of course you're beautiful, but Mommy doesn't want to see you wear these clothes, look at these clothes lacking materials, won't you catch a cold tonight? Already, now you change your clothes before going to the party! Otherwise, on your first day of college, your pocket money will be reduced by Mommy!" he said, full of emphasis.

Instead of being afraid of snapping the Mommy, Shakila instead grinned at the horse and hugged her Mommy for a moment and said, "Mom, this is indeed her dress model. Mommy don't worry, Shakila can't catch a cold, if she does, Mommy can kerokin Shakila later hehe, Shakila go first, Muach! Bye Mommy!"

Before hearing Mommy's response, Shakila ran quickly down the stairs, about to walk towards the main door. Leaving Sekar screaming hysterically calling his name.

"Shakila! Stop!!!" screams Now.

Sekar shook his head slowly, seeing the mischief of his son. Since stepping on the bench of Shakila High School attitude increasingly awkward. This is in stark contrast to her two daughters who are now abroad with her husband.

In the kitchen the housekeepers jumped in shock for a moment, when they heard the owner yelling for the next time. They wondered what else Shakila had done. Already too often Shakila made a tantrum at home and outside the house, all the residents of the mansion have been very memorized by the temperament of Shakila Loivtun.

Meanwhile, outside the house, Shakila chuckles slowly while running very fast towards MOGE (big motor). He looked back for a moment, saw his Mommy was behind, trying to chase after him.

If it wasn't for her friend's birthday party, Shakila wouldn't want to wear this mini-dress. However, the party dresscode, requires him to wear a very open dress to reveal almost all parts of his body

Mm-hmm!

"I'm sorry Shakila, Mom!" After turning on his motorbike, Shakila quickly put on a helmet and did not forget to wear the butterfly mask.

"Shakila! Stopit! Don't go!" With great difficulty, Sekar went down the stairs. Because the dress she was wearing made it very difficult for her to move.

"Sorry!" Before launching his favorite motorbike, Shakila looked at Sekar first and then raised a clear gaze. "Shakila comes home at 2 o'clock Mom, not for long! Relax, Shakila can take care of herself!"

Once again Shakila exclaimed, making Sekar panic half to death. Leaving behind her Mommy who almost had her heart removed. Shakila drives off her bike, splitting the urban streets into The Ritz hotel, where the party will take place.

Along the way, the adam stared hungry at Shakila's body, how not, the dress that Shakila was wearing was really sexy, showing his smooth thighs so that anyone who looked would definitely drool unconsciously.

"Not bad to wear a dress either," Shakila murmured with a mischievous smile.

Shakila Loivtun or can be called Shakila, is a son continued Sekar and his biological father named Michael Luivton, a famous lawyer in Indonesia and businessman in the Netherlands.

This girl is notoriously naughty, ignorant and very bar-bar. That's what made Shakila moved to college several times. A month earlier, he had a fight with the campus owner's son, resulting in Shakila being expelled and yesterday he had just enrolled in a new campus again. Even so Shakila was a good girl and quite friendly.

Fifteen minutes later, Shakila had arrived at the hotel. When he arrived at the hotel ballroom, Shakila was greeted by the owner of the event and immediately joined his friends. The event owner only invited women.

After the cake-cutting event was over, they all went upstairs to the disco. Invitation guests only.

Tonight, Shakila is seen enjoying the party until she forgets time. When the disco music was sung, Shakila was swaying her hips from earlier, it seemed like she was drunk heavily because of the drink that her close friend had been offering just now.

"Rika, what did you give me to drink?" In a semi-conscious state Shakila asked.

Rika is even disgusted. He was also heavily drunk, with a stagger, Rika brought her lips closer to Shakila's ears. "Hehe, like a beer, forgot me, already, enjoy Shakila, just for free!"

Instead of getting angry, Shakila took a sip back and said, "True, hehe! Let's go for another jog!"

After that he and his close friend again wrapped his body following the beat of disco music.

It's getting late, until the time shows twelve o'clock. Shakila was drunk. Now he is sitting on the sofa with his friends, watching the human crowd, still cool to wade through the night world.

Now Shakila felt her head hurt, like a big rock. Holding her powerful throbbing head, she glanced at Rika beside being asleep on her shoulder.

"Hey, I have an idea how about we make a challenge game, it looks like it's exciting!" In a semi-conscious state, the owner of the event called out suddenly.

"What challenge?" ask the others, spirit.

"Agreed!!!" Without a second thought, they all agreed with the words of the owner of the event. Though they clearly already have their own partners, including Shakila.

The show owner smiled faintly and turned the bottle around and coincidentally the dark green bottle stopped right in front of Shakila.

"Oh my God! Where should I find a hot guy, here is not that interesting, everything stinks!" grumble Shakila instantly.

"Haha! It's up to Shakila, it doesn't have to be here, in the lobby it can be, usually there's a sugar daddy sitting down there!" the event owner.

"What's? Then how do you know I've successfully run the challenge?"

"It's easy, have Rika accompany you, she'll take a picture of you from behind!"

After hearing her friends say, Shakila immediately pulled Rika's hand and told her to follow herself down the lobby, looking for a foreign man.

"Rika, come on quickly!" With great difficulty Shakila dragged Rika's hand. Because Rika is really stoned.

Rika was fickle even though she was so limp.

When she reached the elevator, Shakila widened her eyes slightly, looking at the tall and large male figure inside the elevator. Due to heavy drunkenness, Shakila's vision was blurry. However, he could see the muscles of the man's body poking out, which meant that the man before him was a sexy man.

"Gotcha! Rika, hurry up my photo!"

When he heard his name mentioned, as fast as lightning he took the phone in the bag and pointed the camera at Shakila.

As fast as lightning Shakila stepped forward and tiptoed in front of the unknown man then peeked at the man's lips.

The cup!

Czechoslovakia!

The elevator closed back. Outside the elevator, Rika who had already gotten a photo of Shakila suddenly collapsed on the spot.

Meanwhile, in the elevator, Shakila began to stagger. His body leaned forward and smashed into the man's chest for a moment.

The foreign man was silent. Highlight his cold eyes, making the air around come cold.

"Ugh, hot man! You know, it was my first kiss, you were so lucky to get it hehe..." Shakila was rummaging indistinctly while holding her head that was throbbing violently.

Next to the brown-eyed man's eyebrows raised slightly. "Surge!" Instead of responding to Shakila's words, the man shifted his body to get out of the elevator.

When she heard the man's heavy voice, Shakila said again, "Oh my God! Your voice is so sexy! Take me to heaven!" he said while approaching the man. However, just one step Shakila fainted on the spot.

"Ck! Trouble!" The man clucked for a moment as the smell of alcohol burst into his sense of smell. Without a second thought he lifted Shakila's body like a sack of rice and took her to his room.

Arriving in the room the man threw Shakila on the bed, until Shakila realized in the end.

"Well, am I in heaven!" It seems Shakila is not fully aware yet. He shuffled up from the bed and looked at the back of the stranger.

"You want to go to heaven?" The man turned his back and took off his shirt buttons one by one. There were strange dragon and abstract tattoos adorning his back.

Shakila nodded quickly while smiling widely.

After removing his top clothes, the man smirked thinly and stepped forward then dyed quickly the ranum lips of Shakila.

"Godm..." When his body was hugged so tightly, Shakila moaned when the tongue of the man she did not know at all was surfing in the cavity of his mouth.

Lustfully the man made fun of Shakila. From earlier his hand had guerrilla everywhere, until the sound of Shakila making the man more excited' launch an attack.

A minute passed, Shakila's breath seemed to be panting. Within seconds, Shakila collapsed again.

Bruk!

The man snorted in annoyance. His mood immediately changed. Without many words he lifted Shakila's body and laid it on the bed.