The Perfect Match
Eraser 10 years ago

“I guess the room of a model will be so feminine typical room of an adult woman, or more monochrome with red speck.” Ken.

This room is so spacious, the closet with a door decorated with high mirrors is like a wall that is designed specifically using a mirror. The white wall has ash-colored fibers that are almost invisible, some parts of the wall are decorated with various decorative ceilings that are quite beautiful for teenagers. Valerie was so innocent back then.

Valerie walked towards the nightstand beside the bed, she took a white picture frame containing a small object. “You remember this?” Valerie asked with a smile. He looked like a secret admirer of Ken.

Ken's forehead puckered and sat next to Valerie, taking the frame and staring at the object inside. “A eraser?” Ken asked confusedly. Valerie's reaction pouted, She displayed her gift, but the man seemed to forget his own gift.

“You forgot about it? This is the eraser you gave me ten years ago. You remember when I split up and Carl took the camera for our last meeting? You give this.” Valerie said a little grumbling, she was anxious.

Ken seemed to laugh a little, he remembered the incident, but did not remember it too clearly. “Gosh, I thought the eraser was done you rubbed on your lesson papers.” Kekeh Ken's. “You really love me like.”

“YA! And you didn't even glance at me.” Valerie's gut is upset.

Valerie took back the frame and placed it on the nightstand. “Already, this will not be valuable to you.”

“Who said? I'll take him to Los Angeles and keep him in our room, let's just say this is a trophy because you managed to get me.” Ken's whisper, his face so close to his shoulder, he inhaled the fragrance of Valerie's body.

Ken brushed Valerie's hair slowly, further infiltrating the neckline with a must that was so calm and refreshing. “I miss you.” His whisper with the lips that he placed close to Valerie's ears, made the feathers in his hand crumble and with difficulty swallowed his own spit.

Ken's hand has now gently swept Valerie's back, down the part of the fabric that hides the zipper line of the dress. Ken pulls Valerie's body to face him, without taking longer their lips meet, starting slowly and sweeping away the increasingly hotter and encouraging them to do more.

Without Valerie noticing, the dress had already felt loose and stretched from her shoulder, held back by the upper arm and immediately dropped by Ken. “Kenn.” Lirih Valerie softly, now Ken goes down following her shoulder line, giving off a slight tremor that makes Valerie close her eyes, feeling how soft and feeling she always yearns for Ken.

Slowly Ken pushed the delicate body of Valerie, giving Valerie a touch that was so intoxicating to Valerie. Ken's breathing was roaring, he stood up and took off the suit which was thrown at any place. “Uhh.” Valerie clasps Ken's hair as the man plays at the top of Valerie, making Valerie lean her body higher and asking Ken to play there longer.