
their conversation went everywhere. Garra asks about Maira's natural life before meeting her.
"The plan is I want to apply for a job at some company just busy me now in addition to knitting I teach as a private teacher." began to tell his story while remembering the events he experienced.
"How much have you knitted and for anyone." Garra's tone began to cool.
At the time when everyone will ask 'whether you are good at knitting or wah it turns out you can knit as well' Apparently not applicable with Garra whose style goes straight to the point.
Maira recalled that flashed in her memories of some that she had made.
"I don't remember everything, but I used to knit scarves." Maira stopped her massage on Garra's back while remembering that.
"Then." put his hand on Maira's thigh.
Maira's eyes widened to see Garra's hand held above her thigh.
"Ak ... I don't remember who the booker was." Maira's speech began to stutter because of groggy.
"If at the halfway house what can you teach." Garra's tone was a little scornful.
" I taught them some things like Italian and English as well as Japanese."
"Continue your massage." Garra began to rest her head on Maira's stomach.
"Heh." Maira's face looked a little upset that Garra was not interested in her stories at all.
Massage and rub on Garra's back is really done Maira not Iklas at all.
why he sucks god.
Maira's body is no longer able to petrify rigid. Now the movement that jerks from the feet begins to cause small waves. Maira's tiny hand began to lift itself up from the cold shivering.
Trying not to cause movement Maira tried to re-lock the movement of her joint.
Unfortunately, the sound of the lips could not be silenced longer until it was clearly heard in Garra's ear from Maira's teeth with a distinctive tone.
Garra who started sleeping relaxed then opened her already closed eyes. He pulled away and turned his body to see Maira who was already very shivering.
"You're cold." Garra started to worry.
soon Garra wakes up and takes a bathrobe and wraps Maira's body.
Garra lifted Maira ala brikedele and then carried her to the bed. It is located with a very heart.
Take the AC remote and turn it on with the warm mode of the room. Garra looked back at Maira, her expression hard to explain.
Wearing a bathrobe to cover her naked body. Garra grabbed her phone and she played her finger on the flat object.
"Hallo, Rama called one of the doctors to come to Brescout now." a cold and nervous tone sounded in Rama's ears.
"You're sick, sir?" sahut Rama is worried.
" not me! Make sure the doctor is less than 10 minutes away. Uh, no but in 5 minutes." forcefully and forcefully before Garra turns off her phone.
Garra immediately approached Maira who was shivering. He clasped Maira's hands with his fingers hoping it would help to warm Maira up.
Garra's hand absorbs the cold from Maira's finger. Trying to feel the cold that is natural maira, unfortunately Garra only does things that are still within reasonable limits.