Girl Satisfied NA*SU?

Gas Again

Zain lowered his head when he opened the door to Aunt Berta's house, when in front of the door stood a policewoman who had met several of us.

"Zain," the policewoman patted Zain on the shoulder who was still bowing her head. "It doesn't have to be that way, if you can make a welcoming ceremony for me," said the policewoman, carving a smile and passing Zain and entering the house first, zain followed her from behind.

The policewoman stopped her steps making Zain who was walking behind her directly hit her.

"Sorry Mom accidentally" Zain said, rewinding her steps as the policewoman turned her body to face Zain.

"Mom, do you think I'm that old?"

"That's not what it means–" Zain immediately scratched his head and did not so continue his speech, when he did not know what to call the young woman in front of him.

"Call my name Zain, our age is not much different, have you forgotten my name?" asked the police woman while carving a smile from the two corners of her lips, because the two met when Zain went to the police station to be questioned, Zain was always accompanied by the police woman.

And the policewoman, who was only twenty-five years old, told Zain to call her by her name.

"Zifa," Zain called the woman's police officer's name.

"That's you haven't forgotten my name," Zifa said and continued to carve a smile from the two corners of her lips and looked at Zain who also carved a smile awkwardly. "Oh yes Zain, I smell a good aroma, are you cooking something?" Zifa flipped her body and walked over to look for the scent of food that was so tempting. And his steps stopped when he was at the small dining table. "Jeez Zain, what is instant noodles?"

"Yes,"

"Then I want to," said Zifa and sat on the chair that Zain was sitting in, then devoured Zain's instant noodles.

"Zifa,"

Zifa who was devouring instant noodles raised her one hand hinting for Zain to be silent.

"Say why?" asked Zifa when she had finished Zain's instant noodles.

"Why don't you come here early in the morning and you don't wear a uniform, either,"

"Oh that, since I wanted to visit this house and ask you with details of your missing friend, you haven't shown me the picture either, have you?"

"Alright I'll take a picture of him in the room," said Zain did not want to be stale again.

Zifa followed Zain from behind to Jane's room.

Zifa continued to look at the photo of Jane in her hand, while already in Jane's room, while listening to everything Zain told her about the relationship between the two, and when was the last time she met and when Jane was missing.

"So your best friend is Albert's son? Which works–"

"Yes he works as a lust-satisfactor for the striped-nose men" Zain continued, cutting off Zifa's words. "And it's true that our two parents have been friends for a long time, and as I told you yesterday what happened with both of them,"

"Yes I have also developed the case, and indeed I met into a beard," said Zifa and wanted to flip her body but her footwear stepped on something so that she lost balance, and Zain who was standing not far from Zifa immediately held back his body that was about to fall and brought it into his arms.

"Zain what's wrong with you?" Guman Zain when the two eyes meet each other which is only a few inches away, and Zain's heart suddenly beats in rhythm. And Zain immediately took off his hand which was still hugging Zifa to hold the body

Bruk!

"Ach Zain!" zifa shouted as Zain dropped Zifa's body.

"Sorry," said Zain who immediately pulled Zifa's hand to get out of place.

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"Ahh emmm Jona is delicious, go deeper again, emmm Jona I– ach emmm steady pol, gas again Jona ach I can not take it anymore, geez Jona full once yours,"

"Jane,"

"Ach Jona don't, I still want it,"

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