Love Don't Break Me:
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to date a member of Tokio Hotel? Well Bonnie did just that.
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Bonnie and her two best-friends attends the New York concert of TOKIO HOTEL. They go with excitement knowing they would...
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"Hello?" "Bonnie, you there?" I began to dial her again when Georg interrupted me.
"Oh come on man, give her a break. I heard you two last night, she's probably wore out!" Georg began to mimic sex, grinding the air as we walked to the diner.
We laughed and I got to thinking about last night again.
"It was amazing, the best I've ever had by far! The way her ass rose up and down. MMM"
"We get it, it was good." Bill laughed sarcastically as we sat down in our booth.
Our server came over and took our order for drinks while we waited for Shiro to arrive.
"So tell us more about last night with your African queen," Georg said helping himself to some bread.
"She's not African dumbass, she's American, she's just Black." I said.
Georg shoved a buttered piece of bread in his mouth. "Well duh, I'm just fucking with you. Anyway, tell me more".
I pulled back the piece of hair that was swinging from my head and tucked it behind my ear as I spoke. "It was just fantastic. I look at her and she's beautiful, I mean absolutely stunning, but then I started talking to her and she's smart. Like very well spoken and...Shit, she even owns her very own business doing makeup or something. I was so fascinated by her and I wanted her. Then I had her and it was better than I expected. I don't want to call her a whore or anything, I don't know the girls life choices."
Georg and Bill began to laugh at my rambling.
"No girl can be that sexy, smart, independent and have the tightest creamiest pussy I've ever had. I'm addicted to her. I called her five times this morning! Five!" I said loudly holding my palm up to show five fingers.
"Wow! Seems like you are" Georg said finishing his bread and drinking his cup of water.
I placed my hands in my face and rubbed my palms down to my beard. I could not get her out of my head. I looked at my phone again hoping she had sent me a text but she did not. Shiro arrived seeming very merry and the server came back for our meal order. We all ordered breakfast and began to speak about the days to come. The guys talked and ate while I sat eating my food and thinking of her. Thinking of her skin on mine and how she smelled of honey and flowers. How her sand colored eyes lit up when she talked to me and how funny her laugh was.
"So how was the party last night?" Shiro asked directed at me. My blank face remained on my plate and I blinked a bit back to the conversation.
"Huh?" I asked.
"Ah, don't mind him Shiro, Tom's in love" Georg joked.
Shiro gave a small clueless smile.
"Oh yes, he's met the girl of his wet dreams." Bill said laughing drinking his coffee.
