𝐋𝐀 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐄 | 18+

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BAHAMAS, BARCELONA, BALI you name it. I think I'm starting to run out of places that starts with the letter B to visit. Touché. Maybe it's the fact that my own father called me a bitch. A dishonorable bitch. A 'filthy whore just like you're mother but worse' kind of bitch. I should really get a list of places with the letter W instead and book several trips for next summer.

"Hey Google, give me the list of places that starts with a W." I softly shouted. Immediately after I utter those words, a robot like voice erupted. "Places that starts with a W. Washington, Warsaw, Wolfsburg, Waikiki .." and the list still goes on.

Waikiki seems fun. It reminds me of my days in Bali where there are beaches and beaches are peaceful. Listening to the crashing of oceans, to the breeze of summer, to the fresh coconut water, to the people chattering about how they want to get away from reality, and last but not least, to the best orgasms given by a total stranger. Specifically the hot one with an Italian accent, body looking like a Calvin Klein model and oh god, he really fuck like a lion chasing his prey. He definitely was way older than me. Just how I love it. Same reason to what my twisted best friend would say, "The older they are, the better they rock". If you know what I mean.

Anyways, that was two weeks ago, but the memories of that event are still vivid. Well, to get the clearer image, let me take you back to the night we met.

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Bali, two weeks ago...

"Gelangnya mba, beli dua gratis satu." Pushing the cat eye Chanel sunglasses to the top of my head, I glanced at the local seller that has settled down to the ground beside me. "Boleh, mau empat ya." I answered before paying and receiving the goods. We, as in me and my sister from another father, yes another father, are currently being fried by the sun at the Seminyak beach.

Wait, you might be wondering how the fuck can I understand let alone speak Indonesian? Well that's a secret I'll never tell. Just kidding. It has been a habit of mine to learn the native language of the country I wanted to visit, with a comprehensive series of sources and my fast learning flair, I'll be fluent in no time.

"Girls night out err, what do you say?" My half-sister's British accent interrupted my serene state of mind, turning from the position I'm in-- stomach facing the mat, hands on my side, bum shown and my caramel highlighted blonde hair were tied into a bun, I moved facing her.

"Sure, where to?" I asked. Elovia then pull out her phone and starts typing, I almost thought she left me hanging, I was about to snatch her phone but stopped when she started glaring, "you and your impatience" she rolled her eyes "found this beach club, it's called ku de ta" she showed me pictures to which I hummed in approval.

It was then after the sun has beautifully set where me and Elovia decided to leave and get ready for the night. Yes, we stayed at the beach for half of a day and no we didn't get a sunburn.

Applying the last strand of mascara to my lashes, I flicked my gaze behind to the raven haired half sissy who is busy stuffing silicone implants to her breasts. "Those fake boobs are not it sis, imagine getting laid and the guy goes 'like they were fake?!?'"

"Shut it Adds, I blame your mother for giving me these genes, plus, who said I'm trying to get laid by a guy tonight" she winked before blowing me an air kiss. Oh and I forgot to mention that my half-sister is indeed a bisexual. "Correction, our mother. You know what, you do you boo." I wave both of my hands dismissively and proceed doing my make up.

Approximately 2 hours 55 minutes 28 seconds later, we have arrived at the beach club loaded with humans. The smell of alcohol lingers around my nose along with the loud music piercing through my ears. As we walked further, a pool was located in the middle where people are making out. "Oh my virgin eyes" came a voice from my beloved sister, half-sister, rather. "Pfft virgin my ass" I snorted then took another turn when I realized that Elovia has already set an eyes for her fuck of the night.

Departing my heels to get a drink, a splash of water coming from some mother fucker in the pool suddenly spurts towards my direction making me jump back instantly. And to make it worse, luck was nowhere in sight as I slipped causing me to lose my balance. But just like any other cliché romance movies, I was never met the ground, instead I was met with a pair of ocean orbs drilling through my boring ones. My breath hitched as I absorb his overall appearance. Lustrous dark hair, short stubble going around his chin and those soft sharp lips. It's moving, wait what? Is he talking to me?

"Are you okay?" His voice snapped me out of my daze. It was heavy and deep, I could tell the slightest Italian accent he had.

"Yes, I'm more than okay, I guess, I-" what the fuck, suddenly my whole tongue couldn't function, I was too hypnotized by the beautiful sea-like orbs. "I'm so sorry, thank you for catching me." I said as I stood from his embrace.

"It's nothing, these floors could be very slippery" he stated. "It is, are you alone? I would love to buy you a drink as my gratitude." Please say yes.

He gave me a small smile before he said "lead the way." And before i know it, we were on our fifth shot of whiskey. Stumbling into the taxi. Back at my place. Inserted the key and doors opened. Hand gripped around my neck. Tearing each other's clothes and at last. Undergarments off showing everything he has to offer.

i think my water just broke.

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