Peccatori | Damiano David [ENG]

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 Damiano's POV

I love my women, I am able to do absolutely anything for them. I would give my life for them if need be. But forcing me to make a 4 hour shopping trip is stretching the string. I don't mind buying clothes. I have thousands of them myself, but even the biggest fan eventually gets sick of something.

- Lilith, how much longer? - I asked resignedly standing in front of the fitting room door. - I'm about to put down roots here. - I whined like a child. I was really bored. In addition, I was also making a porter.

The girl leaned her head out of the fitting room.

- Jesus, just a moment more. Have a little patience. - she said looking at me. She tried to be sharp, but a half-smile quickly appeared on her face. - You already know how I feel when you get ready a million hours before you leave and block access to the bathroom.

Phi. Let's not go into overdrive anymore. Just because we've been late a few times because of me doesn't mean anything yet. She should understand me best, after all, she is a woman herself and knows very well how much it takes to get ready.

The saleswoman brings Vic and Lilith more clothes. She has a whole armful of clothes hanging on hangers. She behaved strangely. Every now and then she would give me discreet glances and smile. Either she recognized us or she liked me. Probably both versions are correct.

- Aren't you looking for something for yourself, while your sisters are getting dressed? - asked the platinum blonde in a sweet voice. She looked me over from top to bottom. - I would be more than happy to help. - she said putting her hands under her breasts. It was supposed to emphasize it, but Solomon can't pour from an empty bottle.

I smiled pleasantly at the woman. In my cheeks appeared small dimples, which I absolutely adore. The girl shook her eyes slightly.

- There is no need for that. I am just for company today. - I said combing my fingers through my hair. The woman is adamant in offering me one and the same thing.

- But since you are standing here anyway, what's the harm? - She presses me and I feel like replying. My inborn personal culture does not allow me to do that. - Your sisters will surely still be around. - God, what a woman.

The door from the fitting room opens with a jolt and hits the already annoying me oxygenated blonde. She doesn't talk to me anymore. She leaps aside with a groan and massages her aching shoulder.

- I'm not his sister. Get over your hookup already, biondina. - Lilith with obvious impatience said in her direction. - Thank you for your help, I don't need it anymore. - She smiled and sent her off.

The girl muttered something like an apology under her breath and left hurriedly. She wasn't eager to do so, but she had no other choice, because a little more and Lili would have eaten her alive.

I shifted my gaze to Lilith. She looked amazing in the underwear she had just tried on. Only obscene thoughts came to my mind. I took a step towards her.

- How is it? - She asked spinning around on her axis. I am eating her up with my eyes. I'd love to take her in this fitting room, but I can't because Vic might join us at any moment. - Do you like it?

I lick my lips lightly.

- Fantastico amore. - I sent her a gentle smile.

Lil smiled radiantly in my direction and returned the kiss. She leaned out a bit from behind me and made another little show of it.

- You have to wear this to Jacopo's party tonight. You gonna slayy girl. - Vic answered her enthusiastically. The blonde, like Lil, had plenty of clothes in her basket, but luckily she didn't want to try them on.