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Chapter 4 by Talon65 Talon65

Where are you going?

Nowhere

During the night the rain was still falling. Sebastian felt the falling water had stimulated his bladder and without much concern, sat on the bed in the direction of the bathroom. His companion in bed also woke up feeling him move and worried wondering if something was wrong.

  • What happened? Where are you going?
  • Nothing, I'm just going to the bathroom.
  • Oh ok ... I thought something had happened.

She leaned on the back of his young lover, giving small kisses from the back of his neck to the base of his back.

  • That feels very good.
  • Do you like it? ... when you come back I will continue doing it.
  • I thought you wanted to sleep.
  • Well ... it's just that you're so cute ...
  • Hahaha

He went to the bathroom laughing while Monica arranged the bed to wait for him. When he returned, she told him to lie on his stomach. Sebastian once lying down could feel and hear the kisses that the woman gave with great desire and affection on his skin. From the back of his neck to the base of his back, he could feel Monica's lips on his skin. The woman's tongue circled, leaving a trail of saliva as it passed over the buttocks of the boy who sighed for the intimate massage he was receiving.

  • You also have a nice ass.
  • Ha thanks.
  • Tasty too. I could eat it all day.

Monica noticed that Sebastian's penis had gotten hard and told him to turn around so he was more comfortable.

  • Oh, this penis ... I'm in love with this penis ... it's so rich and it has so much energy.
  • We still have time before you leave. Do you want to sleep or ... do you want to fuck a little more?
  • Mmm ... I'm going to sit on it but you move, ok? My legs are still numb.
  • Sounds good.

Monica sat on the young man and he began to shake the woman from top to bottom with his hips, making her moan.

  • Oh my god ... it reaches me to the bottom.
  • Oh shit ... I can not stand ... I'm going to cum.
  • Do not worry, My love. Just give me everything you have.

The massage had stimulated the young man too much and he could not help but ejaculate early in the woman. She fell on him anyway, kissing his face and lips very affectionately.

  • What a way to fill me Sebastian.
  • No girlfriend, remember?

They kissed and went back to sleep. In the early morning, after having taken a shower. Monica waited with Sebastian, the taxi they had asked to take the woman home.

  • It was the best afternoon of my life Sebastian.
  • I also enjoy it.
  • Can I call you again so I do not have a place to stay?
  • Sure. You already have my phone.

He said smiling to the woman. The taxi arrived a few seconds later and with a kiss on the cheek they said goodbye.

  • Well ... there with that.

Sebastian had a very strange mood, something that his acquaintances were aware of. He lacks the feeling of loneliness when alone and the lack of someone to talk to, is not important to him. Even when he have spent a lot of time with a person, he does not mind that person leaving. That's why when Monica left, she went into the house to make something to eat and clean up what she had done yesterday with that woman and leave no trace of what had happened. He wrote to his aunt that he would stay at the house for a few days to see if the neighborhood remained quiet as it was supposed to be.

The afternoon pass and the rain had stop. He was cleaning the fallen leaves of the tree when a woman called him.

  • Hello good afternoon.
  • Good afternoon.
  • My name is Anna. I am from the congregation of the saved, could you give me a few minutes of your time?

The woman was dressed in a long white suit, appeared to be in her mid 30s, had long brown hair , her eyes brown, her body thin, not very tall but still had to look at Sebastian up. On his face you could see the beginning of a scar running down her chest.

  • Oh I'm sorry if my wound bothers you.
  • It does not lady. I just thought who would be so cruel.
  • How? ... how do you know? ...
  • That is an acid burn. My grandfather had one because a guy threw a bottle with a liquid to his back.
  • Oh... yeah...
  • Would you mind going inside? It's still ice cold out here.
  • Oh sure, thank you very much.
  • They both went in and Sebastian offered Anna a hot tea. She had taken out some notebooks with writings about their religion and the congregation to which they belonged.
  • Thank you very much young men ... What was your name?
  • Sebastian.
  • Ah Sebastian yes ... well I wanted to talk about my congregation and the word of God.
  • I imagine that you are of those people who want to share the happiness you found with others.
  • Exactly! Very well said! I'm going to write it so that I do not forget that phrase.
  • ....
  • "... the happiness I found with others" what a beautiful phrase. Are you a poet?
  • No. I'm a computer engineer ... but I like to write.
  • Wow how interesting. Can I ask you a question?
  • If I believe in something?
  • I see that you are a very intelligent person hahaha.
  • No, I do not think so.
  • Why Sebastian? Why do not you believe in God? Why do not you believe in a being as good as he is?
  • Because it is not so good.
  • But he is all kind and generous. He protects us from all the evil of this world.
  • And yet horrible things still happen in the world.

A silence took over the conversation. The woman had run out of answers to see that the young man would not be easy to convince.

  • It is not my intention to insult your faith, lady.
  • No, no, please, I do not feel offended.
  • It is possible that you are right and there was someone watching the things that happen ... but my mind does not let me believe in that.
  • Why not?
  • My parents died in a convocation of their church. I did not attend because I had fallen ill and my aunt was taking care of me ... you will understand that it is difficult for me to believe that he protects when I have such hypocrisy as experience.
  • God blessed ... I'm so sorry.
  • I do not think he cares. Just as he do not care for you when you were attacked.

Anna remained silent again until she felt the young man's hand over hers, as a sign of comfort and companionship.

  • Who attacked you?
  • I ... my husband ...
  • Husband?
  • Ex ... now ... I'm divorced ... 2 years already.
  • I'm glad.
  • Thank you. The good thing is that he didn't ruin anything hahaha.
  • You are beautiful.

He said stealing a kiss from Anna that froze because of what had happened.

  • Young man ... that's not right ... I'm too old for you.
  • I do not care about your age

What do I do?

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