Three Musketeers Mom
TMMT 10. Dreamtime

The night ....

Alexias*

My first meeting was with a foreign woman. A woman I don't know, but she's the only one who seduces me and lulks me. We spent all night together.

At first, that night I was invited by an old friend. Because I feel tired after an official trip from abroad. I also say goodbye for a moment of rest.

I went to the parking lot and got in the car. Ezra offered to accompany me. But I refused it. I asked him to take my place to talk to my friend and tell me that I can't stay for long because this body is so tired.

I leaned my back and my head, I closed my eyes. For about five minutes I enjoyed the comfort. I heard the car door open. When I opened my eyes, there was already someone sitting next to me.

She is a woman. From his reflection he seemed to be in a semi-conscious state. He started to get noisy, even to the point of taking off his coat and throwing it in my face.

Deg .. deg .. deg ....

Heart's beating. When I breathed out the light fragrance that was typical of the mantle that was thrown on my face. I took the coat, I breathed again the aroma. Really, it's a good scent. Very soft and sweet. No nose piercing.

I reprimanded. He just looked at me and thought I was a joke. The woman was even more daring, she rubbed my face then smiled broadly.

"Well, you're so handsome. You're an artist, huh? treatment where?" that's what I remember.

Whether it's a compliment or a mockery. I don't feel upset even though I've been played like that. Just this time there was someone who dared to humiliate me, touch me origin, to speak carelessly.

Me, Alexias Owen. Is someone who is very alert and careful. I'm also very, very thorough. Not a single woman managed to tease me. Surprisingly, with just one kiss, everything seemed to obliterate my defenses.

I tried to kick her out, but the woman kept sticking like glue to me. I also spoke of the origin if I were to shame things that would not be imagined by him. I'm gonna eat it. He innocently challenged me back and asked me how I could eat it. It's ridiculous, a strange woman, but also unique.

If I look into more details, her face is very pretty. Behind the black hair that had been shed covered part of his face. Her beautiful eyes were binding my body. Her nose was tiny, my eyes were down looking at her lips. Moist red lips. I want to take another cucipin.

I kissed her again. The next time I really felt his lips. Her breath is warm. Samar I heard a groaning sound from his slightly open lips.

Whoa, this is crazy. The woman in front of me has made the brain of an Alexias think dirty. The deeper our kiss, the more I act. I can't escape the snare.

I hugged her for a moment, I breathed her scent. The same fragrance, like the fragrance that sticks to the coat. Either this perfume or bath soap. Clearly, this scent captivated me.

The woman looked at me, she gently rubbed my face with her fingers. He kissed my lips a few times. Not to be played, I held back his kiss and directly devoured his sex lips. Our kisses are deep and heating up. Your body temperature is rising, my heart is not stopping beating either. I wanted to do it that second, too.

Because of an impossible place. I took her away from the bar parking lot. We are looking for the closest hotel.

While at the hotel, I checked in. I'm taking this cute seductress to the room. There was no fear in his eyes. It looks even wilder than the one in the car.

Without warning, this woman immediately pushed me down onto the bed. He quickly overcame me and returned to tease me. We kissed again, this time our kiss was too wild.

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My eyes are wide open. What the hell's going on? apparently it was just a dream. So long ago, I dreamed about it again. That woman, her shadow is like a ghost that always binds me.

I saw a clock on the wall of my room. The clock is showing at two in the morning. Immediately staring at my bedside nightstand. Too bad, my glass is empty. I too turned around and got out of bed. I went out of the room to get some drinking water.

My mind was on someone. The other is that woman. The woman who hired me after she teased me. Damnit damnit! that woman thinks I'm a call guy, yeah. How dare he humbled me.

Actually, for six years I've been looking for him. I put all my energy into it, but there was little information I could get. I went back to the bar and asked the bar owner, but those in the bar didn't know him.

The information I got was, she was a beautiful and sexy woman. Soft smelling also affects. Naughty, wild and savage. One thing I remember clearly. There's a mole of green bean seeds on his left chest. Yeah, I wouldn't be wrong to remember that sign.

I was in the kitchen, I poured water from a pot of water into a glass and drank it. Not long after, I heard footsteps. The longer, the closer the move.

"Oh, Alex. You woke up, huh?" ask Agatha.

I saw him holding a glass. Apparently he wanted to take minimal water as well.

"Yes, I just had a bad dream." My answer.

"What are you dreaming about?" ask Agatha.

"Past events you don't want to remember. But I miss it too." Answer Alexias

"What happened, that? You're so weird, Lex." said Aggatha.

I glanced towards Agtha. I felt calm when there was Agatha by my side. Since childhood, we have never been apart. We're always together. Wherever and whenever.

Agatha is my twin sister. The time of our birth was only five minutes. She is a beautiful and perfect woman. Until it makes all eyes stupefied.

Unfortunately, the beauty and perfection that He had. Not as perfect as his love story. Three years ago, Agathan married a high-status Young Master. From his marriage, he was given God a special gift as well as a drying gift.

Right on the day of our birth, and the sad news came. Agtha's husband died in a traffic accident. Right at that moment, Agath stopped.

The fetus in her womb did not last long. After he fell down the stairs while he was going down the stairs.

Agatha's deep sorrow. All I can do as a brother is comfort him. Suffering is severe, but Agatha still seems to want to work hard. His lips could smile widely, even though tears were falling.

Tragic, that's the word I really want to say. But stuck in the rong of my mouth.

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