I'M NOT FOR YOU (JENLISA) (adaptation story)

Cap. 36 - Brunettes Have More Fun

- "Lisa, Jennie I need you to come with me immediately and ALONE" - the blonde and Jennie looked at each other and without delay followed Mrs. Kim towards the house.

The first one who entered after Judy was Jennie - "Sister Ana?" - She had completely hit the nun-Jane? Chitthip?" - Everyone was in the living room of the Kims house it seems - "What the hell are they doing here... Oh God!..." - She couldn't finish the question because a little girl of almost three years very similar to her girlfriend was looking at her with huge eyes brown, crooked head, and with a rabbit on her arm - "LALISAAAA!" – she had a feeling this wasn't going to be the last challenge of the day.

With Jennie's shout the blonde came even faster to the great meeting. The first thing Lisa saw was her mother, but immediately her head turned to the woman who had the robes on and who, with the little physical strength she had, was holding a furious Jane by her arms - "What... what... what?"… What are they doing here? - Finally she asked - "Jennie… what…" - As soon as Lisa's head turned to look for her girlfriend, she found her with her eyes on something else. Jennie's gaze was straight and slightly tilted downwards, the blonde had no choice but to follow her line of sight - "Jennie what…" - the question died in her throat when Lisa's eyes found the same little girl as her. businesswoman looked with great attention. The girl had the same hair color as Rachel and like the blonde she also had it tied in a ponytail. Her little white-soled, blue-canvas sneakers were untied. She had on blue jeans and a red T-shirt with a picture of a rubber duck printed on it. The red color seemed to predominate, because the backpack that her little one had on her shoulders was of that same shade, although the half-destroyed rabbit that she had clutched tightly in one of her arms was light blue and seemed quite dirty. . The little girl's free hand was in her mouth, the girl was sucking her thumb as if her life depended on it. But the most shocking thing about the little girl, and from what Lisa realized she was in nothing more and nothing less than her daughter's presence, was the way that with her crooked neck, and with wide open brown eyes she looked at Jennie. The mini blonde looked at the Brunette with the same obsession that Lisa did and even Beth herself. Like Beth and Lisa, the girl had fallen in love at first sight with the businesswoman and that was worth more to Lisa than any DNA test. For her part, Jennie looked at the little girl with a mixture of adoration and tenderness that drew the attention of everyone present.

The blonde began to realize little by little what was happening and she alternated her glances between the older people who waited for her reaction and between Jennie and the girl who did not stop looking at each other. - "No, no, no... it's not true..." - the tattoo artist's feet backed away as if they had their own will and the girl's head shook in negative without pause - "No... No... It can't be..." - The need to leave running from that place filled her up and the looks she was getting from the four older women weren't helping anything. Once again Lalisa Manoban had done something wrong. Her feet moved faster this time and with a definite course.

- YEERA! THATS YES NO! -The silence of the room that was only interrupted by Lisa's constant denials and her agitated breathing was broken when Jane was able to let go of her sister and immediately went to the tattoo artist- I DON'T ALLOW YOU TO FLY LIKE A COWARD! – Despite the many more years that she was older than the young Jane she arrived before the blonde she could not even think that she prevented her from moving. The problem was that Jane didn't grab her arm or her waist, or the man, Jane went for the painful part of her.

- "OUCH! OUCH! OUCH!" - The blonde squirmed as soon as the twin had the blonde's member in her hands - "OUCH! IT HURT! IT HURT!" – She screamed.

- "AND IT'S GOING TO HURT  ALOT MORE!" – The woman warned him - "HOW MANY TIMES DID WE TELL YOU WITH ANA THAT YOU WOULD USE PROTECTION LALISA? HOW MANY PACKS OF LININGS DID YOU BUY? TELL ME SHIT TELL ME!" - She accompanied the cry with a squeeze.