
Once upon a time in his rented house Rosa ..
"Gio, let's go into Rosa's room!" nisa's orders while glaring at me.
"The situation is now, what's safe, Nisa?" askaku.
"Permanently! I'm fucking there, let me take care of it here!" nisa Timpal.
I went into Rosa's room. Don't forget I locked the door. It turns out that Rosa is ready to welcome me, I said there is a pack of ***** on her desk. Not a pack of ***** is mine. Who does not belong to.
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After coming home from Rosa's rented house, I was still thinking about the existence of ***** on her desk. But on the other hand, I still believe with Rosa, that when the same Inspiration he does not want to have sexual intercourse.
Does he only provide for me?
When I asked Rosa, she said that a pack of ****** was specially provided for me. And I dare not go further.
I don't know ...
How many times have I used a pack of ****** for Rosa. As I remember, I have bought a pack of ***** on my own in the mini market several times. Sometimes I use it in my rented house, in my room and in my hotel.
Consequently ...
I also turned into an addict of Rosa's "cultural black hole. If not mired in it, then my spirituality becomes dry, my life becomes very restless.
That black hole or Rosa's "black hole" won't leave even the slightest light of my consciousness to escape it. It has made me a real junkie. "Rosa's "Black hole" makes me just want it again and again.
The candlestick level, similar to if I don't smoke a cigarette a day, then my brain becomes agitated and restless. However, when sucking on it, my brain relaxes and can think calmly. This is only understood by heavy smokers, if non-smokers have difficulty understanding it.
Once upon a time in his rented house Rosa ...
"Miss ...! Rosa where, and what are you doing?" I asked Nisa who was sitting alone in the living room.
Before entering Rosa's rented house, I had seen a Vespa Ilham motorbike in the parking lot.
"Huuuuuuuuu ...! nisa replied softly while sticking an index finger on her lips. " He was in his room with Inspiration!" he met with a very slow voice.
With a slow foot, I looked into the door of his room Rosa, hem, it turns out that it was locked from the inside. Rosa and Inspiration are inside, no matter what they are doing.
Without saying a word to Nisa, I immediately went home with her heart a man who was hot.
On the way I thought, Rosa had been lying to me all along. It turned out that a pack of ***** was on his room table, not only specifically for me, but for the Inspiration as well.
Since the afternoon long my heart has been shivering to Rosa, but her HP is inactive. Maybe he turned it off on purpose, so I can't call.
Around 7pm, I searched for Rosa to her rented house, but she wasn't there. Then I continued to look for him to Ilham's rented house.
Somewhat far away I parked my Vespaku, so that the loud sound of his exhaust could not be heard to Ilham's rented house. Then I walked to it.
When he arrived, Rosa and Ilham sandals were seen under the front door, while Vespanya Ilham was in the garage. The door of his house was locked from the inside.
It turned out that the Rosa I was longing for was being alone with Inspiration in the house.
I also came home with the heart of the man who was being overwhelmed with sadness and pain.
Inside my room, I slumped my head under a bolster pillow.
My patriarch's soul rebelled!
It was like wanting to go back to her rented house Ilham to banged on her door, and yelled at Rosa as a liar and bitch.
But I have no power over him. I don't have a clear relationship with him. And what would happen if there was an incident there, and then everyone knew that I was just a loser.
Thinking about it all, my head felt like it was going to explode.
Feelings of sadness and anger erupted into each other, then became the unbearable restlessness of my soul.
My hot thoughts I can't stop to shadow Rosa are being overpowered by the Inspiration.
Yes, I must admit, I'm really jealous of the blind!
Right now, my patriarchal soul wants Rosa to be mine alone. She should be my official girlfriend. And Rosa must break her connection with Inspiration.
I'm not going to free Rosa again to be who she is, she has to be the woman I want to be.
Meanwhile, the clock still shows at 12pm, while my soul is in extreme agitation. I see, Rosa's HP is still inactive. I wanted to call him back to his rented house.
It felt like I wanted to vent that anger by slamming all the stuff in my room, but it was a boarding-room, bored, if I did it would only create a commotion that invited the boarding mother and the neighbors to come to me.
I was helpless, and I finally couldn't bear my tears to wet my cheeks.
It's sad to be a loser in the patriarchal values that are still very strongly attached to me.
Yes ... Now I'm crying because of Rosa, that bitch!