Old Love Early

PRASETYO HERNAWAN

Huuffttt fortunately did not happen what the same girl. It could also be his martial arts, can not be said if only for self-defense is enough.

From the beginning I was interested in him. His face is typical Javanese sapodilla skin mature. Logat and plain body language is not made, impressed as it is. It's a little tomboyish and cuey. If you meet him it feels like you want to be close, you want to look at his face. So yesterday when he was confused about the departure to Purwokerto, this opportunity was not wasted. I immediately offered a ride by chance I was knocked down. And thank God he wants to, here we are. Both of them in the car made a bad taste in my heart and body. I don't know just this time I felt something really hard to describe. Seneng, deg deg an, gaiety, all flavors there 😀.

It turned out that he was very sad as if the story would never end. He's from a simple family, from a story that I've captured his family in harmony. The world is very small, there is only family and college, said the mah people. Twice got accelerated classes and graduated college on time, so at the age of 20 years bachelor's degree is in hand. But his lack of association made him unprepared in the world of work, so he was left out.

But there is wisdom in itself for me, so that I can know him.

Yes I, Prasetyo Hernawan my face is arguably handsome because it is very well maintained, high body strapping with chest field, sixpack stomach and rotten sapodilla skin typical male that adds to my plus. I'm the only son of a property entrepreneur in Semarang, despite my status as a rich kid. With my condition that I have told you it should be easy to get a woman but at my age of almost three heads, I have not found a replacement Tia's heart patch. Tia's betrayal is still in my memory. How about so heartless he left me for another man. When I sacrificed everything for him. The shadow of the pain kept haunting me. I became a strange man, who wanted to dive into life as a woman. He wanted to know what he was saying about men. Then be me a flirtatious man waving. But I'm still normal as a man you know, still like to be aroused if you see a woman who is a bit "open" auratnya.

Now he's here beside me sound asleep. I wanted to touch those eyes, those red lips, those cheeks that were often embarrassed, I wanted to touch them all. But I don't dare to continue my fantasy, afraid that something changes shape in my body 😀😀 even confused myself later find the release.

So deep was his sleep, I was content to look at his ayu face, hear his subtle snoring, and my eyes traced that face. When my eyes hit with a beautiful natural scenery, two hills peeking between the neck craters of his shirt that is slightly open due to a slightly slumped sleeping position.

Ah, again I brush off my dirty thoughts towards Dini. Yes ... God, am I in love with this woman, my heart. I pat my eel, hehhh eling eling don't pervert. Ha ... Ha... Ha... yes new with this girl I can fantasize wildly. Not with the others.