My little girl's moniker first
Joan could not wait to finish the task
Monik is still calm, but his brain starts thinking, want to be flanked by both, huh, want to have money instead of looking for halal work instead of playing knife toodong. And the pressure of the tip of the knife on his waist started to press seriously. Hrm, if fought with a fight must attract the attention of many people. Nowadays do not hesitate to get immediate help, the response of the community at least the first to be done when hearing his screams is humming, and one of them, one of them, or maybe more will take out a hape to make a vedio of himself who was attacked by two robbers, or begal this. And the fight with two people who want his wallet must be spread on social media. Wow, it became a spectacle for many. That's what he doesn't like. After all, her Queen sister must be angry. Then how to dispel these two human-shaped rats?
Soon the Monik gathers hot air in his hands, and now that his cold burning knowledge has been collected on his index finger, then he pura want to open his bag to take the wallet at the request of robbing the responsibility. The two skinny young men looked at each other.
"the...!" Excited the young man who was not pointing a knife, but was in charge of receiving his wallet. His voice is not too loud, though.
"Well, be ready to accept my heat." Inner Monik cried out. His forefinger, which had been fed by the heat as fast as lightning, was directed at the hand of the young man who pressed the knife to his waist.
"It's panaass...!" Prangs. The knife fell and the young man felt the heat in his hand, until his friend, who was preparing to receive a wallet from the would-be victim of his robbery, approached.
"Why you?!"
"My hands are hot as if burned, oh water..suram water...!!" The young man was extremely tormented feeling the burning heat on his hands. Silent silent Monik feel ibah too, exhausted elo, hew want to pahati me...!
There was an Ac bus coming, immediately Monik signaled that the bus that was out of which direction was stopped. The important thing is to be able to walk away from the face of these two jerks, he thought.
The Ac bus without a conductor or a kink was stopped, the front door of the bus was open. And before Monik got on the bus, immediately his hand which had been fed by the science of 'Hot Cooler' he directed at the hand of the young man who was still groaning in pain.
From behind the glass of the bus that has moved Monik saw the young man who had been cornered by the heat.teranat very it, was standing and did not look in pain anymore. Silent silent Monik smile.
The moniker's view is directed at the red running tex on a mini screen extending above the driver's head. 'Pay with the right eight thousand rupiah, majoring in Thamrin, Kebon Kacang, Tanah Abang.
The moniker smiles grandly. The area where he lived was among those written in red.
There's another problem, where does he pay, or.on his driver alone? Huh, how to get confused gini, yes...
"The money was put in that bix, Nrng, "the driver told Monik.
"Yes, sir, "immediately the Monik's view on the box measures about twenty centimeters wideand about forty meters long, as well as thirty centimeters high, the meter, at the top there is a gap to put money in. The moniker of putting money in as written. After that he breezed to find an empty place, he was lucky there were two empty seats. He chose one of them, sitting with his head back. When viewed from the appearance of the passengers it looks like they are the class of employees, neat all, and all three were not there robbed young men who infiltrated.
"Hem Kak Ratu first day in Jakarta almost robbed. But do not worry, advice Kak Ratu I run well. Teach a lesson without others knowing.." immediately type the WA he enter and sent to the hapenya Queen.
Now let's go back to Joan, who's reached the hotel parking lot.
Before descending the young man had already swallowed his weapon medicine satisfying the customer thrust at him. And can't refuse.
"Sir me inside first, "give me a goodbye to Mr. Min.
"Yes, Den hatu hati.." the old man's message felt the same as Joan's. He owed his strength to the master who had helped them. "Ah young man your fate until when to roll with forbidden favors, covered with sin.." his mind was filled .
Joan was welcomed by a forty-five-year-old aunt. Hem is a new face in his messaging community. Which and previously there were seven meetings, even one irang can be eleven meetings on the bed. Create sin, cause a ticket in hell God at death comes.
"Hi Jo good night." greet the beautiful woman friendly and wrapped in expensive clothes, but the makeup is not menor, aka thin only. But her beauty still shines on the bright canar. This is different than usual. If the aunt already welcomed him with a friendly embrace and embrace tightly to his body, which was forced to pura welcome him, he said, and stimulant drugs eventually complete the wishes of the beautiful aunt but gatel want to enjoy the writhing of young people who are still fresh.
"Good night." Joan stepped in.
"Please, Jo, ".I'll call Jo ajah, okay?" The woman pointed to the chair opposite the chair she was sitting in.
The woman took a fizzy drink from the refrigerator, and two medium-sized glasses. He put the two glasses on the table.
"Oh yeah, Jo, I don't drink alcohol, we drink fizzy, huh? Or do you need some ice?"
"That's enough, Auntie, "
Really Jo never forgets the first time sipping an alcoholic drink, severe. Head's dizzy. His stomach is stirred. Nausea of his mouth, and as a result he vomits on a sheet of pink, and the room is laid out seromantically it may become messy by its stinking vomit. And the ending he snore no longer remember himself, until a bucket of cold aur flushed him.
Not the mauun murkanya aunty Siril who snobs attention. Her pretty face was like a female monster from another plan. Horned and horned in view.Joan who was between conscious and nothing. That was the first time he received the order of female orgasm masked faith behind the hoarder of sin that must be accounted for later at the end of his life.
First order's a mess. Tagged with a threat from Cyril. Huh in the end Siril who gave him a lesson in making out. And the forty-five-year-old woman who was still plump took Joan's virginity. Of course his cunning brain works quickly. One stimulant medicinal pill made him feel satisfied with that seventeen-year-old virgin.
Not stop there. Apparently Siril has prepared. Throughout the incident on the bed with Joan included in the recording. So when the stimulant drug was already saying goodbye to Joan, not the young man's fighting game. Raging, all the stuff he threw away. But when he saw the recording with Siril, he gasped.
"If you don't obey me, I'll spread this to cyberspace, so that your beloved brother who is still alive can see and he hates you!"
Joan sat down. A new threat above the old one, so that it may be subject to all its commandments. And he began to become a milk cow Suril. All for the sake of meeting his mother, hugging his sister back. And luckily Siril was still kind-hearted his request for college was granted.
For Siril himself with Joan studying, then the selling value of the young man is getting higher. College boy, myda handsome and smart brained. So the coffers of Cyril money will be increased from the income of selling Joan who is a student to the community of women who create sin.
"Jo.." call the woman in her soft voice without being made.
"Oh yeah... Aunty.." Joan's daydreams were withering, and in front of her the woman with the face of a smile was always smiling, stalling a glass of fizzy drink into Joan's hand.
"Drink.." said the woman.
Joan immediately finished off the contents of the glass, and a bad sound came out of her mouth, it was due to the reaction of soft drinks that entered her stomach.
"I'm sorry." Joan said.
The woman only smiled a little, then continued her small gulp three times. Then put the glass that still contains soft drinks on the table.
Joan waited impatiently. Want to immediately complete the task with women who have been bothered with the basic attitude. Attacking me. Or are you waiting for me to attack you, Auntie?
The woman sat quietly. Still in her dress. Even now he peels the apple.
"Huh deliberately buy time to increase the impression that she is a woman who tags seductive.
Ah, how have you created the image before me, yet you are greedy women, and sinners.." said Joan, "Or are you helpless without drugs and stimulants? And while you wait for all your weapons to test you to serve my stomach first?" Joan's mind is getting wild guessing nebak.
How does Joan go about it with women who don't welcome her with spoiled cuteness like everyone else?
Follow the follow-up, yes...
Seriate.
