My Sexy Life's
05. Whose Memory?
In a room there were five people sleeping in their sleep. Four men and one woman. One of the men slept in the soffa room and the other two slept on the woman's right side while the other fell asleep on a hairy carpet near the bed.
The man sleeping on the soffa was not wearing a top so revealing his plain body, he was only wearing shorts above the knee. His eyes closed signifying how tired the night he was through.
And the two men sleeping on the mattress tightly hugged the woman between them. A plain body without a thread, covered only in a white blanket.
Meanwhile, one man who fell asleep on the carpet on his back with both hands open and both feet open looks like a star.
The activity they went through last night was very hot and only half seven o'clock had finished, and now it was seven at half ten.
The woman sleeping in the middle of the two squirms looking for the most comfortable position. His eyes were still closed, he confirmed his sleeping position to be on his back. While the two men by his side were slightly distracted by the movements of the woman. However, he abandoned his intention to open his eyes. Her second hand was actively palpating part of the woman's body.
On the other hand, the man who slept on the soffa, a little disturbed by the ringing of the mobile phone located on the table. His eyes opened slightly and stared lazily at the phone there, slowly the man got out of his sleep and picked up the phone.
He looked flat at the phone, and his eyes turned to the three people who were in bed, a small groan from the woman there sounded. The man stared flat at the scenery there, there was no activity in the morning, just moans in the rabbinical course no more. His eyes turned to other places the man sleeping on the carpet in a star-like position, wearing only shorts. Again the man's eyes stared flat at the sight before him that was worse than the sight on the bed, what looks alive while what he sees now is an invisible sight of his life. His sleeping position from this morning until now has not changed.
The man stared back at the phone in his dead hand, he too late picked it up. The man moved from his place to the bathroom.
Inside the bathroom she stared at her reflection in front of the mirror her face was flat, the grip on the side of the sink was tightened. His gaze sharpened looking at the reflection of his eyes in the mirror. His memory goes back to a few years ago.
Every time he remembered it his heartbeat thumped, as if asking to get out of his place. The memory of that man became what it is today.
Active memories
A girl in a high school uniform with knick knacks attached to her body. The girl wore a conical hat made of colored manila paper with many patches there, on her neck there was a plastic rope with a garnish of red onions and garlic did not forget there was chili too, he said, not to forget there is an identifier with the inscription "Living Passion" who did not know who gave the name to him, and the girl also wears a bag with a plastic strap while the bag on her bag is burlap.
The color of her socks is different, while on the left right of her feet there is a anklet made of plastic straps with a jengkol decoration on the left foot and pete on the right foot.
On both of his cheeks was a streak of three black-colored lines.
The girl stood in front of the boy who looked at her like he was judging. The girl looked down as if she was afraid of what the boy would do.
It was the first time they had met after three days of a new student reception.
"What do you want?."
The man looked at the girl before him, the girl's face was clean and had pure white skin without any injuries. The man liked something standing in front of him.
"Signature of the brother." The girl's hand trembled but she answered him calmly. In his hand was a book and did not forget there was a pen as well. The girl handed the book to the boy.
"So big brother." After the girl said it her gaze turned towards the girl who called her name. The girl nodded after hearing what her friend said, her friend requested that she finish the signature immediately because there were many more to ask for.
The man saw the movement of the girl, what the girl did was not out of his sight. The man took the book and pen from the girl's hand and signed it.
"Gue will bill." Said the man after giving his stationery. The girl accepted him and nodded after leaving the man.
The boy looked at the girl's departure with a grin.
From where the man was, he could see the girl laughing with her three friends the girl's infectious laughter that distinguished him the man always displayed his grin.
It's been two weeks since the signature happened. It was time to go home from school but the man was in the health room. The time to go home was more than half an hour ago but the man actually looks comfortable in sitting on soffa.
The school environment is already quiet only extracurricular children who are still there, and children who deal with teachers.
The open health room door showed a confused-looking girl looking at the entire health room until her gaze fell on the door-covered soffa.
The girl frowned confused where the senior called her why there was only a boy.
The girl was asked to come by a friend who she knew was next door to the health room because the health chair called her but the health leader of a girl was not a boy.
As it dissolved in his mind the door that had slipped out of his hand was closed by someone and locked.
The girl turned her body towards the door where the boy was, the man sitting on the soffa.
The boy approached her, and, the more the man advanced the girl's body further back like that repeatedly until the girl's body fell half asleep with her left hand refuting her body in the health room gurney.
The man got closer to him, he lowered his head closer to his right hand behind the girl's left hand.
The man brought his face closer to the curve of the girl's neck and inhaled it deeply not forgetting to lick it softly.
"Le-bee." Said the girl stammering, because her entire body was within the arms of the girl. Their bodies are very close. The girl who sensed the closeness of the two could only fall silent frozen, no matter how hard she tried to escape from the man remained in vain as her strength was not comparable to that of the man.
Slowly the man's right leg defended the two girls' tightly squeezed thighs. His position of the man's legs was on both of the girl's thighs. The man turned his face back after giving a purplish mark on the girl's neck.
The girl desperately held her voice so as not to come out. The man looked at her with a smile. Her lips kissed the girl's lips softly, only kissing nothing more.
"Dayanira Passionette. Your name matches the one who saw you, excited."