MARRYING DOWN THE BED?
23. Life Is Not Just About Se*s Only

Just a slight touch by this left thumb. Look, this girl still doesn't do any evasion. Even when I slowly put forward a face and deliberately stopped half way to just see another reaction, he actually closed.and finally received the presence this time part of my lips on the surface of his lips, this 4-year-old I never felt again.

No response does not mean Evita's attitude is cold. Although this lip I only left there for a moment, just like a kiss like it does not contain meaning, Evita permeated it.

Okay, that's enough, don't go too far.

Slowly but sure.

Importantly, I was able to be more reassured, the possibility that Evita did not avoid sexual interactions.

This girl did not reject external physical contact.

Okay, gotcha.

"Have you ever kissed?" This question he heard made his eyes closed slowly open. Of course he could feel my breath; I spoke, asking, very close to the surface of his lips. And it was still so when he opened his eyes.

"Not yet." Shrinking in a plain tone of voice Evita alternately looked at my eyes and at my lips. He is interested. observe in that part.

Reflexes pulled the face back, both of my eyebrows raised, "Never? Also when they were ever close to you? There were more than 3 men before me..."

Evita's expression of serious thought as if taking the theme of my question as serious. So cute woman actually,

"M.m.only one could smell like this. But of course something like this doesn't include kissing, does it?"

"As I was doing?"

"Yes. Wasn't that..kissing?"

"Sorry Evita, I'm deflecting, you're not rejecting what I did just--"

"I just feel disgusted at his se*s activities. The real se*s."

"Ooh..."

"I don't want to do that."

"Even with me? Especially with me?"

My own words alone can make my chest then rumble. Blood flow rippled. Tightened a certain part of my body. By itself imagines doing the real sequ*s with Evita.

The delicate arm of this girl's head can mean 2 meanings when she is silent.

All right, don't hunt first.

This girl likes me. He also thanked me for choosing him. If in fact he has phobias se*s, fear of se*s, fear of making love and think lovemaking is disgusting, it seems just his feelings. Theory only. Once he has met in practice, he himself may not know whether he will still consider it disgusting or not.

So, let the theory run aground by its own practice. And it takes my help to bring the form of practice. To be revealed immediately is still a disgusting thing or not, once I start launching attacks trying to invite him to play love.

Yeah, just like that for a while.

Now, it's good to switch the conversation first. At least, while enjoying the whole atmosphere around the Ancol sea.

"By the way, Evita, I'm actually curious. Why did you name the teenager in Banten the Mighty Swordsman? Is that his real name?"

"Haha.openings. That's the name of one of his roosters. The rooster is the best fighting. Therefore he named the chicken the Mighty Swordsman."

"Ooo.so apparently. Understand now. So the boy's name itself?"

"Johandi."

"Johandi?? Very nice name."

"He has a twin brother too. Johansyah."

"Gosh?"

"I'm planning on making Johansyah a small exhibition. He's good at painting. The painting is amazingly good. No one has facilitated him to open the exhibition even though his work has been many, more than 70 works, but only he stored in the warehouse. Maybe next month if it's in the ACC, he can hold his own exhibition at a District Education and Training Hall."

"My goodness's...Evita."

"I like them both. If only I had a family of my own, I'd really like to adopt them. But never mind, no need. They start to grow up. They can determine their future and be independent.

Johandi plans to make a chicken business. Also, I'm working on that so that it can happen early next year."

So this is how the busyness behind often 'disappear' of an Evita Purnama Sari from the middle of the family.

How could I not fall more and more in sympathy, salute and pride for him?

It's not wrong if I give her the most beautiful smile I've ever had.

He also smiled back. Before changing the expression to a serious face,

"Bang Hari's..."

"Hm?"

"No sexual harassment act happened to me never existed at all. Don't ask or be curious why I call playing se*s, having sex that, that disgusting thing. I have trouble explaining it to my brother.

Anyway to me it's like that.

But if you.if bang Hari can"

The alamak...

Intentions want to fill the time by not only discussing se*s because I am also interested in discussing other things with Evita, but it turns out this girl herself who returned the chat to the theme.

And what he had stated earlier, oo.turned out that one was like that apparently.

"Evita..."

"I'll back off if-"

"Could," my nod earnestly responded to Evita's heart. "I can take it. I'll accept. After all life is not just about se*s alone, not just about se*s alone, there are still many things that humans should think about.

So said some people who have thought like that in judging this life. And I honestly think it's true."

"No, it's impossible. That's pretty much impossible. For what life married to a woman who..."

"Evita, look.I'm very serious. I'll put that aside, the important thing is, I can live together with you."

"Masa'? Not because bang Hari was feeling sorry for me who hoped that bang Hari would not leave me? As I've narrated in that diary..."

"Is it in your view that I'm being seen or impressed?"

"Nw.don't know."

"I love you, Evita. I've fallen in love with you. I can't be anymore.I can't be separated from you. I really can't..."

And Evita was also successfully flabbergasted.

He could hardly believe what he had heard.

For a moment that felt so long, we just kept silent with our eyes still looking at each other.

Ach, come on, I can't take it anymore.then I lifted up and looped my left arm around the back of Evita's neck with the palm cupping the left side of her head...

I myself who advanced closer to him, realized that doubt still mastered Evita's feelings after hearing my confession just now, so that he refused to soften the defense of self-control attitude that he now raises to the surface.

My face came forward near his face.he just remained motionless, not doing evasion as soon as my lips touched his lips then...

Are people around me noticing what I'm going to do soon? Is it still just the pounding of the waves breaking into this beach that is our audience?

As it was so hungry, I summarized Evita's mouth, my mouth*t his lips that seemed to just resignedly accept my treatment.

It took time to make this girl melt, melt, when the tongue was slid around the two slats of his lips, he finally gave up too. As his lips slowly crept, revealing a gap, making my tongue finally able to enter on the sidelines because he had allowed it.

No rejection reaction.

There was only a murmur of stifled moans and small squirms when finally the right palm I put on the left side of her breast*, squeezing the part, massaging the part, which could not be just there...

Evita really gave up. Full of longs for her just let me deepen my kiss. And he tried to retaliate. Having no knowledge in terms of kissing, he felt right by me very stuttering in giving a reply.

So I better repeat from the beginning, teach him gently and slowly...

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