Beautiful But Damned

10

Entered the house I make him do a quick tour and ask him to waiting in the living room while I get changed. Here's another problem to be solved: at this moment I am thinking of killing Clara. His change of wardrobe also includes pajamas, which they were replaced with full very sexy satin. Ok, no panic. Man in the house, indeed the first man in the house and come my boss. I absolutely can not introduce myself so sexy. It would make strange ideas, and I have no intention of ending the pit Lion spontaneously.

Emergency clothing, I'm sure had hidden a box of regular clothing. I try in closet in search of my salvation. Here, I found! Well, more or less. My enthusiasm goes out when known content: shorts and tank tops. I take a few blacks and there It matches a red tank top. Can go, come on. Best of outfits sexy. I change quickly, and tie the hair in a ponytail; a 'quick look in the mirror and go. But why am I so nervous? Perhaps because a great big man is sitting in my living room? I do not know if they will go out alive from this evening.

<<Here I am>> I exclaimed popping up in the living room. I have to say  who has made himself comfortable, he raised his jacket and tie, his shirt it's open. This is a low blow on his part. Really! It is not possible. I'm trying to resist with all my strength not to jump on him and he is doing? He undresses. Damn him, because it must be so fascinating? I remain to contemplate for a few seconds, he has the perfect pecs. What a news! That's all perfect.

<<Wow!>> He said looking me up and down. What I I should have said I, my dear. You are a vision. Me knows that tonight will become one of my cherished dreams; at least dream does not bring consequences.

<<You look different.>> Ah, ah, ah. So funny. It should be a compliment? <<I bet you even out of that complete look like a Another >> I say ironically crossing his arms. <<If you insist, I undress.>> It's just a born provocateur. <<No thanks, I do not care.>> Yeah, for sure. Lier. they also understood that the walls are dying. Chasing away these thoughts I try to change the subject. <<Want to watch a movie?>> I ask embarrassed.

<<Yes, willingly. I choose though. You women have questionable taste in movies. >> Of course he knows well; I think do not he really understood anything. <<You say? And we see, in your opinion what kind I like? >>. This is I want to see. <<Let's see ... Love Stories, indeed all films with "happily ever after." You are all the same ». I'd love to erase his expression blowhard. IS convinced he knows everything about women but maybe someone should explain that not all belong to the same category.

<<Happiness does not exist, however, you're wrong. My genres are "Action" and "Adventure". >> It seems disoriented but says nothing. Surprised, eh? Sorry I can not be like one of the many girls who frequent. He approaches to DVD and after a few minutes chooses one. <<Iron Man, okay?>>. I nod comfortable putting myself on the couch. Please note: these are in a corner of the sofa, leaving about a meter between us space.

once again it surprises me coming up to me. While the film begins, his arm wrapping my shoulders. <<Relax, Elisa, I do not eat .>> Not you but I do. I sigh and without protest her head resting on his chest.

Possible that you don't remember me on the day of parade of Carla? I wish I knew. I can feel the beat of his heart and his breathing regular. Have physical contact with him it is not bad. What am I saying? Is fantastic. I have to finish it with these fantasies. He is something forbidden, I want it very much but I do know that I would remain destroyed if I let myself go.