Xiao Lu went out with me to meet customers, because of the girl’s physical strength, energy, the first day I did not dare to take her to run too far. Xiao Lu’s surface gives people the feeling of being very cold, very cold, a picture of refusal, but really get along, you will find that she is actually very enthusiastic and very gentle a person, and very strong, have a force of unconquerable. When she knew that I was because of her to reduce the amount of visits , she apologized and told me that it was okay, she can do it. So I resumed the number of clients I was to see the next day and planned ahead.
With the company of a beautiful woman on the road, I never felt tired even if I had to travel a long way. The next day I went to sign an appointment with a client I had agreed to, accompanied by Little Heron, and while I was in the mood, I was going to meet a prospective client in the afternoon. The two days alone together allowed Little Heron and I to get to know each other better. But mostly I talked and she listened, and she was extremely interested in my experience of drifting south in the past few years. When I mentioned that I once saw a flying egret in the Hunan countryside, I couldn’t help but miss the stunning landscape painting I saw that day while I was full of compliments. At this time, she looked at my eyes obviously more complex things, although I have noticed, but did not care too much. I later learned that her grandmother’s home in Hunan, her favorite is the egret bird.
Because the morning chopped a lot, plus the evening after going home alone and lonely. I proposed to invite her to dinner at night, (at that time there is no idea, just want to invite her to a meal, after the end of each home), she was happy to say: “good ah good ah!”. She happily said, “Yes, yes! So the conversation on the road naturally turned to food. I said that I often cook at home, nothing to do, like to do a fish to eat, I do the fish flavor is quite good. When she heard that, she casually said, “It would be great if I could try it sometime!” I saw that it was still early and said, “Why don’t you come to my house tonight! I’ll make you some fish.” I didn’t expect her to agree so readily.
Because of the beauty of the current, I played extremely superb craft that day, do a few small dishes let her praise. Dinner was very pleasant and long, when it got dark after dinner, no one noticed. Chatting on the sofa chatting too much, when realized that the time to send her back to school, but found that the time has been more than 10 o’clock. She said anxiously, after 10:30 will not be able to enter the school district. From my home to her school At least 40 minutes above the distance, so I was very polite to leave her to stay in my home, she thought for a moment and agreed.
Not having to worry about not being able to go back to school anymore, we proceeded to talk. I don’t know how she was, but after that, it was obvious that there was some fluctuation in my heart. And chatting is not like the previous as extremely happy, the old feeling of the heart a little something like, an inexplicable impulse and this impulse to bring the inexplicable excitement more and more strong impact on my nerves. The conversation is less and less, and then even more no words. When she saw me looking at her, she lowered her head. Immediately after a long period of silence, the room in addition to the two people heavy breathing sound, quiet exceptionally strange. I don’t know how long it was, but I summoned up my courage, and tremblingly extended my right hand over to her, and gently took her in my arms, and at the same time said to her in the same trembling voice, “I like you very much, I like you very much!” She instantly went limp in my arms.
I held her in my arms and kissed her face and lips gently. Her eyes were shyly closed and her face was burning hot. When I used my tongue to pry open her teeth, she was reserved and refused to let my tongue continue to go deeper. I didn’t dare to force myself too much, closed my eyes and smelled the scent of the girl on her body, while continuing to kiss, while putting my hand on top of her breasts. I gently pressed and rubbed her plump breasts for a few moments, and she was like having her bones removed, softly and tightly against me, and no longer pushed back my tongue, letting me drive straight into her mouth. After less resistance, my brain also “buzzed”, the blood rushed upward, and the adrenaline was rising upward at a surprisingly fast speed. I held her tightly with my other hand, which went up her shirt, but when I tried to push her bra open, she pushed me away.
After a moment of awkwardness, we calmed each other down. I left my bed for her and I was going to sleep on the cot in the guest room. After washing up, she lay on the bed without taking off her clothes, and the door to the room was left open. I was still sitting in the living room, watching the TV with my mind wandering because I hadn’t completely calmed the fire in my heart. She was lying like that, with one leg hanging out of the bed. After a while, she called me in, saying she couldn’t sleep, and asked me if I could talk with her for a while. I gently lie next to her, but do not know what to say, looking at her delicate face, convex and concave body, can not help but put his hand over …… when I use my hand to undo her belt, she refused, but could not stop my other hand and tongue powerful attack, after several times of refusal will not move. And I then encountered the most embarrassing thing in my life – can not open the belt.
For nearly 20 minutes, I was trying desperately to keep the passion from waning in her while I struggled to undo the damn belt. Finally, and I don’t know where I hit, the belt loosened up a bit, followed by being pulled out completely. (The kind of belt that I cursed n times later I also bought one, a simple little mechanism but almost trapped me to death)
She It wasn’t her first time, which made me feel somewhat less guilty later. But judging from her rawness, she really hadn’t really experienced it. She told me that in the classroom, she had let her boyfriend in once, but because of the pain and the blood Plus the fear of being seen by someone who suddenly came in, she didn’t dare to go any further, and her subsequent breakup with her boyfriend was more or less because of this unsuccessful experience. It hadn’t even been six months since the breakup, and she hadn’t been able to get over the hurt of it.
That day was the 7th day after I met her, and after that she secretly stayed in my house. For 47 days, after tasting the beauty of ML, she did it with me every night, sometimes even crazier than me. And looking at her deeply mesmerized look, I became even more infatuated with her!
She is a very nice girl, very kind and understanding. She also asked me what I would do if my LP found out about us. I said, I’ll die! She said, “I’m not a good girl, but I’m not a bad girl either. I know it’s wrong, but I just like you! I’m not going to go and ruin your home, I’m not going to be that J……”
Knowing that we will not last long, on the 48th day, she took the train south to Xiamen to join her classmates. She left me after the endless thoughts left me every day in the torment of me. This kind of endure the torment of the day after a few days, the same can not let go of her, from Xiamen to call back. In this way, we have to boil the phone porridge every day to say to each other the pain of longing.
One day, the phone went dead. When I called her phone, it was turned off. My heart became empty again. After two days of anxiety and anticipation, I unexpectedly heard her voice when I answered a local phone call.
She, again, was back! The passion after the reunion made us stay in bed for the next few days, lingering to death! In this way, she and I were obsessively immersed in the pleasure of cheating and the self-reproach after calming down. ……
When LP came back, things between us became more secretive and we saw each other less and less. Several times we said we would break up, but several times we couldn’t bear the thought of each other and came together again. I feel very guilty, I feel very sorry for LP, but also more sorry for her. I know that this is not fruitful, continue, will only delay her, but also ruined my own. But I really cut her down in my heart, knowing that leaving is the best ending for her, but again several times on the bus to her residence ……
Once or twice a month to meet gradually diluted the previous passion, and after meeting can only embrace each other to say some love words. All these have greatly increased our determination to separate, although each other’s hearts are so hard to part with. On another night when LP was away, I took the car to see her. After dinner, it was raining heavily, and I was told to take the night bus back, but when I sent her downstairs to her residence, she invited me to go up and sit down again!
In the room, I tightly embraced that long-lost body into my arms and frantically kissed the face that was tormenting me every day. But as I lay on the bed and tried to take off her T-shirt, she refused with great determination. On the one hand, I wanted to respect her decision, but on the other hand, I couldn’t suppress the fire in my heart, so I half-pushed and half-refused to stick with her. I don’t know what time it was, she suddenly sat up, turned on the light, beat the bed with both hands, and cried out my name in pain and said: “XX, don’t torture me like this anymore! I’m so hard to save myself from that kind of obsession, you do not force me again, OK? I can’t stand it, I really can’t stand it!” Looking at her near crazy pain, my heart was unbearable. I gently hugged her, hands no longer move, so gently sleep.
Dawn! I opened my eyes and looked at her silently for a long time, and she woke up too. Knowing I was leaving, she said softly, “It’s still early! It’s going to be cold out at this hour.” I stared at her silently for a few more moments and sighed, “It’s time to go.” I stuck my head over and kissed her deeply on her delicate lips and said my last words to her, “Let’s, don’t say goodbye!” After saying this, I turned my head and dared not look at her again, I didn’t know what would happen to her behind me. I don’t know what will happen to her behind me, whether she is sad or relieved? I don’t dare to think, don’t also go to see.
Downstairs, last night’s rain accumulated many small puddles. I lost my mind and tripped over like that, not daring to turn around, not daring to look at the window behind me, not daring to see if there was a figure standing at that window. I don’t dare to look, I can’t look, I can’t, I can’t hurt her like this anymore!
Later, she left the city, a sad city with a man who had brought her short-lived joy and more pain. She went south again and never called me again. A year later there were a few contacts on QQ, that is, to greet each other, and then completely unable to see her, not even on QQ.
Separated until now four years, I often still think of her, every time I think of it, I feel a wave of warmth and joy in my heart, just can only be so much in the bottom of the heart.
Every year on her birthday, I still write a letter of blessing to her in the QQ mailbox. No matter whether she thinks of me in the future when she misses or hates me, I am silently blessing her from afar!