The DarkHole Laboratory

The Willow Troto 22

Willow will be heading to a bar specifically for workers in Giant Pipe. Jonny is forbidden to set foot on this floor.

Willow wears the sexy clothes that Raskal gave her.

Not far away Willow saw Button coming out of one of the rooms on this floor, Willow did not care he continued his steps. Then as he approached the door where Button came out. Door 5330, he saw the door open. And Tyac came out from inside.

He only glanced, while Tuac paled. He wouldn't have expected to cross paths with Willow.

Then the woman ran away. Makes Willow's forehead wrinkle. He knew that this floor was off limits to Jonny's.

Before long he was in front of a dark black glass door, he pushed it away, a boisterous sound was heard from within,

Willow stepped up the sound of his high shoes muffled in the sound of music. But still he became the attention of the people there. His eyes guerrillaized down the place he had just entered. Colorful lights dance based on the beat of music.

A hand waved at him. Willow squinting. The grunts he recognized. Resta. He again swings his steps along with the eyes of single men following his movements.

"You never let your fans down Will" said Resta. He shifted his seat. Allow Willow to sit next to him.

"You're exaggerating, you're the same as me, the difference is they see me as cruel but look at you with a look of adoration, for example" Willow turned his head towards the entrance. Zale walked up to them with Raskal and Troto.

"Idola Giant Pipe" said Resta.

"Less Lord Andreas, he must have been looking after Amira, since Amira was born. He stopped coming to a place like this" lays out.

"Will you've come, Wow you're wearing the dress I gave you." Raskal. Troto was already sitting next to Willow. Zale chuckled at Troto's behavior.

He looked at Willow and his clothes.

Troto stood up and took off the cloth he was wearing. And wrap Willow's body. Willow glanced at Zale who was chuckling. Looking to Troto possessiveness.

He remembered to forgive Troto. "Pity the old virgin" Zale said this morning, Zale recounted what had happened, and opened Willow's mind.

He was angry at Troto. To forgive Willow still needed time, he still felt heartache.

Willow stood up, his arm held back by Troto. "Where are you going?" The low voice of the man.

"Well" replied Willow pulling his hand and approaching the bar. Zale and Raskal are invisible. The restaurant was busy with drinks.

Troto followed Willow. He sat next to the woman. "Fire blue lagoon" Willow said. Sounding from Troto.

"Beautiful by yourself?" Suddenly a drunk man approached Willow. But there was no response from Willow.

"Sell expensive!" The man's hand tried to stroke Willow's chin, Willow dodged quickly.

"You got the wrong costume pretty" he pulled a Troto cloth on Willow's shoulder. Troto's hand was stretched out before the cloth went from his lover's body.

"Who are you!" In a high tone the man exclaimed at Troto.

"You're looking for another one! It's mine!"

"Aargh!!!" The man screamed, his hand squeezed hard also twisted by Troto. His eyes were sharp with a flat face.

"Deliver! What are you doing! You don't know who I am!" His screams in between the pain on his hands.

"How dare!"

"Bring him!" A young man came with three guards.

"Sorry sir, for the inconvenience." Her speech. The man who seduced Willow was dragged out, he thrashed and did not accept the treatment he got, swearing and swearing coming out of his smelly mouth.

Willow could have finished the man off easily, but he didn't want to fight. He sipped his drink.

Willow drank three glasses. He is further upset with the Troto residence. The man was just sitting next to him. Observing him finishing his third glass.

Willow had already shuffled he wanted a new glass, but Troto's hand held his. "No, you're drunk!" Flat Troto vows. Of course Willow is revolting.

"Who are you! The bartender gave me one more glass! Hurry along!" Exclaim Willow. 

"Where? Get him!" When the bartender handed the glass to someone else. 

"This is someone else's order Miss!" Bartender. He returned to make his drink and handed it back to the others.

"Ck! You want to die, huh! I'm waiting for my glass! You give someone else! I'm burning this bar!"

Brak!

Willow kicked the table standing staggered. He pointed to the bartender. Troto quickly grabbed Willow's body and led the woman out of the bar.

"I have to teach him a lesson! How dare he give my glass to someone else!" Willow's angry cries.

"Let go! I want to go back!" Willow thrashed, he could not be separated, Troto's power was much greater than he was.

"You're drunk, baby!"

"You baby! Fake it!" Willow.

"If you were a baby, you wouldn't have erased my memory! You know you're evil!" Dissimilarly.

"I'm sorry I was wrong!"

"YES! YOU'RE WRONG! WRONG BIG!" Shouts loudly Willow.

He pushed the Troto plan. He tried to stand up straight. His hand folded up his chest, staring intently at Troto who was standing in front of him. He pulled out Troto's pierced ear, it's like a mother would scold her son who plays in the rain.

"Basin' bad boy! Don't repeat it!" Troto nodded with a fluffy smile. This woman is so adorable.

"Good! Good boy!" Seeing Troto nod Willow's hand outstretched and patted him slowly.

"So I'm forgiven?" Said Troto looking for opportunities and narrowness.

"It's because of the good boy so sorry!" Willow nodded. He then walked again, Willow stepped up with a staggered Troto running fast, and returned to Willow.

"So we're lovers?" Ask Troto. He's taking advantage of Willow's situation.

"Yes, kekasiiiiihhh …." Willow said with excitement he hugged Troto's neck.

"Promise! We're better tomorrow morning! Repeat it!" Troto with his childish behavior.

"Yes" said Willow, the woman deflated Troto. Troto grabbed Willow's waist, and shifted his body to be in front of Willow.

Willow leaned against Troto's back. He closed with his mouth tasting, he was sleepy.

"Ngantuuukk" he said.

"Good, handle!" Troto squatted himself. Willow followed Troto. And Troto's holding Willow.

"Promise! We'll be better tomorrow! Repeat it!" Troto Say. "Yes" Willow's answer was still the same as before.

"Repeat!"

"Repudiiiiiii" 

"Tomorrow"

"Byessookk"

"We"

" … "

"We" Troto patted Willow's back.

"Hmm … "

"Keep up" said Willow, who was on Troto's back. Speech that makes the corner of Troto's lips lifted. I don't know why the day became so much lighter.

Tomorrow she's gonna tear this woman down, she knows that Willow is mad, but she's still in love with him.

Pasting the card on Willow's room door lock. Troto laid Willow in his bed. And he's hanging out with his woman. He also hugged the woman's head.

He misses Willow. Troto doesn't like to be silenced by Willow. It feels like he can finish off any man who tries to get close to his woman.

Even more annoying to his friends who are racing to tease him. By approaching the woman. The anger is curled. But he can't do anything.

Saat Willow tak lagi menjadi Jonny tentu saja Troto sangat senang. Ia tak harus seruangan dengan anggota timnya yang semua nya lelaki itu. Cemburu. Nama rasa yang ia hadapi sekarang.

He held his chest a wild, pleasant gurgle. He grabbed Willow and tightened his embrace. Calm and fun.

"Tight" his lady's delirium. Troto loosened his embrace a little. And whispered "Love you dear"

Tbc.