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"Your bright, brown, eyes...", Ryan muttered to Mimi; feeding into her lascivious fluttered looks, he blabbered, "driving me to...just...", he slowly brushed his fingers up to her throat, and then grabbed her jaw, tightening his other hand around her waist and pulling her close to his. Brushing her lips with his fingers, he frowned, "Mimi", whispered Ryan. "Ryan", Mimi moaned. "Your name... isn't as hot as you are, Love", Ryan replied. She moaned back, "Then what would you name me, babe", replied Mimi.

Ryan White, the high schooler lover boy, was about to pick a nostalgic name for his flavor of the mouth from his collection. But the word slipped from his tongue, that was loitering in his dreams here and then, was, "Leah", he erotically whispered to her. His lips were already brushing hers, Mimi was pinned to the wall, clenching the pillar with her left hand and his left shoulder with her right one, she was thirsty to touch the tip of her tongue with his. Both were excitedly breathing. Their hearts were pounding heavily, and they were sweating.

Ryan was desperate to dive into the lust and entwine his tongue with hers. But his aching heart was worsened by the glimpse of his last night, no matter how tightly he pressed her soft breast with his.

Ella Brown, his sister, soul sister, was sobbing, sitting in the corner of the tidy soft bed, combing her hair and trying to hide her tears. "Ryan?" Ella called him without looking at him. "Ella?" Ryan asked back, standing on the doorway. "Will you ... hug me?" asked Ella. Ryan was startled. Ella looked back at him, her eyes were glittering, pleading to him to get closer.

"Kiss me already", Mimi groaned. Lost in the thoughts, Ryan came back to the earth. He kept staring at her fluttered eyelids reaching out for his tongue. He tried to find the pleading eyes from the last night in her eyes. But his arousal, then, was interrupted by the vibration of his cell phone from the right pocket of his jeans. He could not ignore it somewhat.

It was the eight-year-old Flora Brown who was trying to reach out to her Uncle Ryan with her request to stop her mother from disappearing. This was the uttermost call that made Mimi see the last of the certified lover boy kill his era for good.

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