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I pushed the doorbell of Crystal's house and was immediately answered by a 'who is it?' The door opened to reveal a white haired but not old woman with pale eyes. "Who are you?" She asked.
"Good afternoon ma'am. I am here for Crystal." I greeted.
The woman, Crystal's mum I presume, smiled as her eyes widened in realization. "You must be Ayo! You're even more handsome than I imagined! Come on in!" She gushed.
"Thank you, Mrs Meyers." I appreciated.
"Please call me Carissa. Have a seat. Want something to drink?"
"I'm fine, thank you." I said as I sat on one of the black leather couches. Mrs Carissa took a seat opposite me and stared at me for a very long time, it was starting to creep me out.
"Your eyes are so brown!" She complimented.
"Thank y- ah!" I screamed (very manly) when Crystal's super mom was near me in milliseconds. She took my hand in hers and poked my palms in utter amusement.
"So warm and firm...little bit soft." She mumbled.
"Er...thank you?"
"Kyaa! Look at those cat eyes!" She squealed and squished my cheeks together. Those are my cheeks! "Polite and friendly, plus Crystal talks about him a lot. Yup! Definitely husband material!"
For a wild minute, I thought she was into me.
"Mum! Do not trouble him!!!" Crystal's voice came from the hallway and I jubilated mentally.
"Hey Crys!" I greeted as I stood up a little bit too quickly. She was wearing a lavender tank top on jeans and held a purple jacket in hand. "You look good." I complemented. She blushed a bit and chuckled shyly.
"Cute! Lemme take a picture!" I forgot all about Crystal's mum. I like her but she's crazy. She took a picture with a camera I had no idea where she got from, and cooed about how cute we were together.
"Bye ma!" Crystal yelled and led, more like dragged, me to the door to escape more embarrassments from her mum but Mrs Carissa was persistent, she actually ran after us. "Mum!" Crystal groaned in frustration when the older white haired woman stopped in front of us. She is fast...scary fast.
Her eyes narrowed at me and Crystal and the temperature magically dropped. The look she gave was menacing, I swear her eyes were red for a moment.
"Now listen you two. As much as I want grand children, I value purity before marriage. No funny business young man." Sweat formed on my forehead.
'I wasn't thinking of that though.'
"If you pop my Snowdrop's cherry before you marry her, I would personally rip your testicles, skewer them and make them delicious and feed them to you. My husband would handle your dick and after feeding you, we would dump your body parts in the ocean. Got that?! I have a gun and a licence, big boy and I am not afraid to use it!"
I gulped. So this is where Crystal gets her vulgar speech from.
"MUM! Ugh, you're so embarrassing! He doesn't even like me that way! Aaargh!" Crystal flared up and flailed her arms around as she made her point but Mrs Carissa just did a 180 degrees personality change.
The white haired woman smiled widely as if she wasn't just threatening to feed me my balls seconds ago and pinched our cheeks. "Have fun cuties! Buy me some ice cream!" She squealed and shut the door.
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The Difference Between Us
Romanzi rosa / ChickLitThere's a difference between us... ...but it's only the same. Now that you clicked it, open the book and read it! *** Warning! Mentions of suicidal thoughts and attempts, and physical abuse are in this book. Read only if you're comfortable with such...