Wow.... oh gosh my back. Sitting up I see I'm in a strange, yet nice looking room. Clean, very nice, lavish like.... Michael's room. I got up and slipped on his slippers getting up, the blanket fell off and I see I'm wearing a big tee shirt and only my panties, I must of did that sense Mr.Prev's sleeping on the coach. I guess I'll make breakfast for him, just to be nice. Going downstairs getting lost for a bit I find the kitchen. Opening the fridge, it felt like in slow motion, as I opened the fridge, a black glove came over my mouth and tightly secured me to their body. I could tell it was a female, so I, putting up a defence, I elbowed her in the neck and kicked her in the knee. She screamed, shocked I run to the coach Michael was sleeping on and jumped over it waking him up. "What the hell! Oh shit!", Michael springs up from the sound of a train saw cutting the sofa in two. In panic, I get up running up stairs and hides in the attic. "Come here Pretty Pretty Pretty", the mystery woman called. I gleam at her from my hiding spot, being quiet as a mouse, I hear Michael coming up the stairs screaming like a demon getting realest from hell. "DAMN IT WOMAN STOP IT NOW! I'M SICK OF YOUR SHIT! IT'S BEEN YEARS SENSE I LIKED YOU! I NEVER LOVED YOU SO GET OUT MY FACE!". Michael grabbed her arm dragged her downstairs and swooped her out the door slamming it shut crying. He might of thought I left, or she killed me. He quietly called for me sniffling, I strolled out from the bedroom closet slowly moving downstairs, "Yes?", I said meekly shaking a little. "It's okay love you are okay, come on I'll make breakfast", he held out his hand and hugged me tight.
After finishing an amazing breakfast with Michael, I realized a funny feeling. Like the one I just had, with the mystery woman, like someone was following me or hunting me down. It's probably nothing, me finishing and washing dishes I felt the light touch of strong hands and arms wrap around me. Is this man serious? I here a light whisper say, "Hello beautiful". I looked around my shoulder and saw him smiling a loving smile kissing my neck. "I think I want to caring our relationship further, if you want to of course." My blush and mumble of words, couldn't clearly say yes I want to. After a giggle or two from my slurred speech, I said "yes, I want to, with all my heart", not thinking about anything but him. I have fallen in love completely. "But what about Carmen beautiful?", he questioned as he turned me around pulling me closer to him. "Carmen, who?", who is Carmen? I've forgot completely! Oh well, must of not been important to know.
Later, after our steamy morning sex, we took a shower together and got dressed. I just noticed he has the cutest butt! Ha ha, well packing some ruble, makeup (YES I WEAR MAKEUP NOW AND I LOOK GOOD WITH IT THANK YOU), tissue, and other stuff, we set out for another date. As he helped me with my coat, I locked the door and we headed off for another adventure for the day.
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Carmen
RomanceModern date:1953...A native Italian maid and Russian steal worker become the lovers of a life. It's been a long time sense Carmen (maid) has seen her lover Robin (steel worker). Carmen's been worker with a broken family with master name Joseph and h...