THE VIRGIN AND THREE WIDOWS

THE VIRGIN AND THREE WIDOWS
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Jaka laughed at the honest confession of his future wife. He was also surprised, what women who have been married, will always be easy to talk that smells of adults? He immediately sat down beside Melati and teased her.


"The smell is fresh, Yang. Not shower in the morning." Jaka said as he raised one of his hands and sniffed the scent of his armpits. Melati just grunts. He was curious but held it in his heart.


"Awas, move! Someone else is sorted out, just bother." Melati said trying to shift her mind. But still the name Jaka will not stop flirting.


"Don't want to kiss a pet feather? Mumpung Dodit hasn't turned back, Yang?" Tempta Jaka with a smile. Melati is getting more agitated for him. Jaka's temptation really can't be avoided.


"Kiss ya?" Finally Melati made a voice with a shy face. Jaka is getting stifled.


"It's okay too, Yang." Said Jaka while thrusting his armpits. Jasmine drew her nose closer and with great interest she sucked an acidic scent through her nose.


"Enak yes, Yang. Myriad." Say Melati a few minutes later. Jaka just shook his head for a moment.


After inhaling the scent of both armpits, Melati was satisfied and she resumed packing. Shortly thereafter, Dodit returned.


"The car is ready, Mba. But he said it would be two o'clock. Bring some vegetables first." Report Dodit.


"Yes it's okay, you continue to sort it out, I want to go into the market first. Yang, stay tight." Jasmine.


"Where are you going?" Ask Jaka.


"You go into the market. Nyari pesenan mom. You help Dodit pack." Answer Melati.


"Yes, the heart." Reply Jaka and Melati just nodded then she moved out of the stall after picking up some money.


Now in the stall lived Dodit and Jaka who seemed busy packing and moving goods.


"Bang Jaka, can I ask you a question?" Ask Dodit when he finished tidying up plastic and now he tidied up some milk cans.


"Ask what, Dit?" Reply Jaka who is piling some cardboard packaging according to its size.


"Female type? Meanin?" Jaka asked with a frown.


"I mean in terms of passion, Bang. Women's preferences are different, right? You know how to understand it?" Dodit's question made Jaka flabbergasted then he broke down by himself.


"Oh my goodness, Dit. Why do you ask that?" Tanya Jaka who immediately quit her job and sat leaning against the storefront not far from Dodit's whereabouts.


"I'm getting married, Bang. It's not wrong to find out. I'd love to be able to see my wife, Bang." Dodit said honestly.


"All right, I'll tell you, Dit. If it is in connection with desire it is namamya tendency, Dit. Or it can be said orientation.Fetish foreign term. There are women who like guys clean, fragrant, neat. There are women who like dirty guys, sweaty, sour smell. There are women who prefer adult men, there are also women who prefer the same younger men. It's all personal tendencies, Dit. Ntar also long ago you understood how your wife likes you, Dit." Bright Jaka and seen Dodit mangosteen mangosteen sign understand.


"Does that tendency apply to men too, Bang?" Tanya Dodit was getting curious.


"of course. Men also suffer. Some like sexy women, some like fat women. Some people like women who are more mature, rich. And actually the orientation of people is different, Dit. So many who cheat in order to channel satisfaction according to orientation, Dit. And many also imagine other people when they are in touch with their partner." Jaka's answer again made Dodit a mangosteen.


"Bang Jaka must know many types of women well? Bang Jaka dreams of all women. Well, Bang, who's rooming with Bang Jaka?" Jaka again laughed at the curiosity of the young man before him.


"A lot of it, Dit. But baby, I don't like girls like that. Unlike Melati, she does not chase after me even though she knows that she likes me. That's what got me interested in you, Dit." Dodit.


"Well, can I ask you again?" Tanya Dodit this time was a bit doubtful.


"Ask, Dit." Answer Jaka. Dodit momentarily fell silent as if thinking of something. A second later, he made a sound.


"Bang, how the hell is that? Putting the rowo cucumber right into the girl's nest?"


"Dam."


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