Sexy Bodyguard Jack
Bodyguard Tombal

At seven o'clock Jack knocked on my room door. I mean, the room I occupied.

"Yes?" my question is to open the door.

Like this afternoon, I found Jack smiling broadly with both hands propping up the tray. He brought me a tray of dinner: a plate of rice with sweet sour snapper around it and a bowl of warm soto. Do not forget also the pieces of fruit following a glass of watermelon juice, plus vitamins and medicine for me.

"Geez, I always make you bother."

"But you like it, right?"

"Eh? Meanin?"

Jack walked in, put the tray on the table, and he smiled and said, "You like it when I pay attention to you, don't you?"

"Ih, basic. You're very good at seducing."

"Just be honest. I like it too, huh."

"Like what?"

"Like you."

"Hmmm...."

"It's okay. I like to be bothered. Come on, please eat."

But I'm still staring near the door.

"Hey, come on." Jack approached, then pulled my hand and took me to the table, sitting me in a chair. "Eat," he said.

I'm nodding. "You...?"

"I can eat with the others. Anyway, by the time I get back, this plate should be empty. Just stack it with your lunch plate, let me take it. Okay well? Have a good meal." Jack came out and closed the door.

After Jack died, I ate and finished my dinner. And I admit, the cooking is good.

Jack returned about half an hour later. She smiled happily to see that my food plate was empty. But, when he asked me if I had taken my medicine, and I said no, at once the bad and chatty nature appeared.

"You don't want to recover soon, do you? Basic recalcitrant patient," his scolding.

Oh, the doctor is angry. Ckck!

With a slightly sloppy expression, he walked over to the table and grabbed my medicine. "Here, drink now!" ketus' order. Jack shoved two pills and leftover water in my glass.

Euw. good thing he meritorious for saving me. So yes, I follow his orders.

"Are you busy?" my many.

Jack shakes. "Not for now. What's wrong?"

"I'm tired of being alone in my room. Emm. I mean...."

"You can't get out before you're fully recovered."

"But I'm fine, really. It's not dizzy anymore."

"Tomorrow, yeah. Tomorrow morning I promise I'll take you out. But. with a note that tomorrow morning your condition has completely recovered. Okay?"

Okay, Jack promised, so I'm excited. The next morning I got up early, had breakfast, had a bath and dressed up: changed clothes, combed my hair, and pinched it. Jack took me for a walk around the entire ship.

On the second deck, in addition to the three VIP rooms, there were several smaller rooms whose positions were beside the VIP rooms, lined up to extend in the red carpeted corridor. There is a small, comfortable room across from one of the rooms, with a soft sofa, television, and an alcoholic beverage rack.

On the lower deck near the car park lies the kitchen and two restrooms where the cook and waiter sleep. I really liked the kitchen, amazed instead, with stainless steel cookware hanging neatly next to the kitchen cabinet, an advanced electric stove that had a flat surface like a table, he said, and a big refrigerator filled with fresh vegetables and raw groceries. At that time the male cook was cleaning the big fish, washing it clean. Jack told me that the fish had just been caught.

"You're fishing?" I wish I could go fishing, too.

But not. The fish is not fishing. Jack said they netted him, and then he took me to the bottom deck, where the fish net was laid and the fish caught with the nets. While down there, Jack was warning me to be careful, there was a ship engine and it was a dangerous area.

"That means good, yes, so cook here. Can process fresh fish of various types. The kitchen is also modern, I like, the tools are also sophisticated. Unlike me in the village, still use the usual stove."

Jack just smiled. "It's still profitable. Try if you have to use firewood. More trouble, right?"

Hehe. Feel like a quip.

"You're good at cooking?"

"Yeah, just village cuisine, anyway."

"That means you're ready to be a wife?"

"If so, I'll marry you."

Ouch.. limp my legs, bestie....

"Why? Nervous?"

Oh my God, he spoke lightly. "No, kok. Who is nervous? Why should I be nervous?"

"Look, dong...."

Hmm.. basic wooer!

"I'm relaxed, really. You're just kidding."

"If I'm serious?"

"Yes that's impossible."

"Why is it impossible?"

"No way, dong. I have known him for two days too. Time to get married?"

Ckck!

Yesterday I just confirmed the order from my uncle and aunt to marry a stranger even though I had never met the old man. Basic, yes, I. Now you can even talk pretentious like this.

"So, are you ready to be a wife?"

"Yes, it depends, who wants to marry me."

"meaning?"

"Emm.. This way, with the ability to take care of the house, I can be relied upon. Well and kitchen, it's a small matter. But, if the candidate does not exist, how? If there's a candidate, it must be known first, right, how is the person?" I don't want to be trapped anymore.

Jack mangosteen. "Come, we're going upstairs. There's a pool if you want to swim."

I walked up to follow Jack. It's the top deck, one level above the room. In the center there is a medium-sized swimming pool with chairs lying down and sunbathing on the edge, as well as shelves containing towels and clean kimonos. There's nothing else. The deck is devoted to swimming.

"Want to swim?" ask Jack.

I'm shaking. "I'm not a bule, you know! My skin can be charred if I swim this broad day."

Jack just nodded, then he followed me sitting in one of the sun-protected chairs. Jack sat next to me. I can smell her masculine perfume.

"Emm.. By the way, if I may know, your sister, Rose, what is she calling you?"

Again, Jack was stunned when I mentioned his sister's name. "Abang," he said.

It is my turn to be a beard. "Okay," I said. "Means I should call you brother too, right? I'm your sister."

"Whatever, anyway. Honey can too."

Huh huh?

Jack chuckled, laughing happily at me. "Why, anyway, do you like to glare like that?"

"Your part. Keep joking," my lips.

Jack did not reply, he was still chuckling, he was happy to see me being misbehaved before him. And, a few minutes later...

"Hey?" I said.

"What, Honey?"

"Iiiiih. already..," I screeched.

"Oh, apparently you don't like me to call baby. Hmm?"

"Don't call me baby just to joke. Wanna?"

"OKAY. Then you want me to be serious? Alright. Seriously. What's up, honey?"

Argha!

The bodyguard....