THAT SWEET BOY IS MINE

ll of embarrassment and returns to find that the car was not

ng about your body, it looks like someone pierced your soul. -he finally says to smile, slightly nostalgic, because only once, when they were children, that now lost boy had managed to see through his eyes the way the boy named Táo clearly did. -Táo, Táo, if you o

nt of the sea, getting out and slamming the door of the same enraged. The sea so silent and calm only listened to her complaints, between soft waves, cool breeze and an armored blue, bright and warm. The intensity of her emotions and sensations for the first time perceived, among her one already experienced, so many years ago

s, releasing that which was choking her since she saw those hazel eyes, so deep and pure. -Pure... -smiling wickedly and darkly, she watches th

with satisfaction. Dirty thoughts soon came to her mind. Everything he could do to the boy until he possessed him completely, make him beg for her to stay and not leave his side, make his body t

corated the young man's face with propriety. His bright eyes full of illusion, made the dreaded Petya Ivanov's chest feel piercing pangs, those rosy cheeks, took the air out of his lungs, and the soft sound of his voice as he spoke in slow motion before her eyes, with the store owner, made her feel sudden jealousy, "No, just talk to me you bastard, how dare you smile like that after w

rror, due to an explosion two blocks away from the blonde, She covers herself, receiving the heat of the explosion, alert of the situation, because it could have been provoked or an accident of the small restaurant. He turns his gaze to the young man who now in the woman's arms squeezes his ears with all his strength, trying to hide in anguish in the woman's chest, who tells him in the midst of all the disaster, that everything was fine. Duscha, unable to stop his steps, crosses the street, between the screams, the angui