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I need a favor

"What do you want?" she asks, opening it. Then he goes down the hall, picking up clothes that are on the floor and putting them in the laundry basket. I can't help but lick her lip when I see her. She is wearing panties and it is visible from the sheer white tank top that is not wearing a bra. She doesn't care if I see her like that, because I've seen her with less fabric than hers, so she doesn't bother covering herself.

"What would your boyfriend think if he saw us like this?" I asked, closing the door.

"Did you come just to put shit from Mark?" she asks, holding the basket against her hip.

"Are you still with him?"

She is she does not answer and she returns to pick up clothes from the floor. But I can tell from the look on her face that the answer is no.

"Yes or no?" I ask her again, following her, starting to put me in a bad mood.

"Do not" she answers angrily "Besides, what do you ...?" I interrupted her, catching her cheeks and bringing my lips together with hers. It doesn't take long to reciprocate and I feel her tongue entering my mouth. I grab her by both her buttocks and lift her off the floor, wrapping her legs around my waist and slamming her against the wall. She lets out a groan.

"I need ..." I say between kisses. I notice how something is waking up in my crotch. So I decide to tell him before the matter gets to more and then leave me like this. "... do me a favor"

She was lowering the elastic of my pants when she stops. She looks at me and rolls her eyes.

"I should have imagined it" she says getting off me, returning to her bad mood. She picks up the basket from the floor and leaves it in the kitchen, which is full of dirty dishes.

"Hey just listen to me" I say grabbing her arm so she won't go "It's not a great favor, it's ... a small favor"

"If you're going to ask me for something, say so now, I don't have time for your nonsense"

"I need you to make friends with a girl"

"What?" She asks with a gesture of a smile "You know I don't have any friends" She pauses "And what the hell do you want me to make friends with a girl for?"

"She is not just any girl ... she is the girl I ran into three months ago. She remembers me and intends to report me" Gigi lets go of my grip and begins to put the things in the basket in the washing machine. I follow her. "I need you to become her friend and speak well of me, so she will fall in love with me and she will not denounce me. I can't go to jail. Not now"

She laughs bitterly.

"No one is going to fall in love with you, Azael" She says sincerely. "Nobody can fall in love with someone who does not know how to love" she murmurs looking into my eyes

This makes her feel the anxiety in my chest. I know she's right, but I'm not going to stop trying. The last thing I need now is to go to jail. I can not allow it.

"Can't you even try? It wouldn't hurt to have a friend with whom to complain about how small your boyfriend is"

"She is bigger than you" She defends him "I laugh out loud"

"You know that ..." murmured, looking down, then looking up It's impossible.

"It's fine" she finally accepts, giving up. "But leave me alone, I don't want to have you here anymore, you drive me crazy" she says, gathering her blonde hair into a ponytail.

"Tomorrow, at the institute, come to her. And she tries not to escape you, she is a whore of care"

"Whatever you say" She answers, pushing me to the door "I shouldn't have changed institute"

Once at the door, she tries to close it but I stop her with my hand. I watch her blue eyes looking at me and I smile sideways.

"That Mark is a bastard for letting you go" I say before kissing her and closing the door in her face.

I laugh out loud from the other side.

I feel my cell phone vibrate in my pocket and I see that it is a message from Cara.

At eight in my house ;)

I take a deep breath, this girl is unbearable.

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