took something from me. But is one thing I will not need in the future"
Marianne smiled happily. She remembered her first love story and said.
"The first time it is, but the second ..."
She pushed her stepdaughter with enthusiasm, Amelia lay on the couch and Marianne fell upon her. Both began to laugh a lot. Thereafter, they could talk naturally about sex.
***
The meetings of the couple had frequent back in the apartment. There had total freedom to discover the bed. Without taking precautions, fearing if anyone could catch them at any time during an adventure.
Amelia was sitting in the chair with a white dress and Juan Carlos held a red rose in her right hand. Kneeling before her, he immediately began to slide the flower by the body of his partner. Where the Rose run, he left a burning kiss on her skin.
Finally, he held the stem of the rose with his lips as his hands began to caress her partner's legs, nearly lifting the skirt of her dress.
Instigated, Amelia took the Rose and broke it with her hand during the pain she was feeling while John was in and out of her at the same time.
Now they were lying in bed, both were covered with a dark blue blanket from the waist down.
Amelia's feet touched. She held a hand in his face, the boy had his pale bare chest. It did not seem concerned about life outside the home, only inside.
"There are many things we do in this life and then we regret"
John said, staring at the ceiling and his mind had dark shadows and undefined. Any memory of his past was there tormenting him at that time.
"Why do you say that?"
Amelia lifted her head and looked into his face. Her boyfriend was too ambiguous. He should not act that way, after all, only had "sex", full of affection and truths.
"Because I did something I’ll regret it until my death" - He shook his head. - "I will not forgive me for that"
A tear came out of his blue eyes.
His tears moved to Amelia, she touched his face with her fingers and removed from his skin.
"Are you crying? Are you sad?"
The boy sat on the bed, firmly holding Amelia's wrists and made her sit before him. He looked into her dark eyes and confessed with contrition.
"Whatever happens, I want you to know that I really love. The love I feel for you will never be treacherous"
"You're scaring me!"
She ran her eyes with astonishment on his face and closed her eyes. Amelia began stroking his face tenderly. I wanted to give a verbal proof of his love and was in her ear and said in a sincere voice full of sympathy.
"I love you more than myself"
And she kissed him on the lips. Both closed their eyes to dip kiss that could be the end.
Chapter 24
A DREAM REVEALS THE MURDERER
At night, Amelia was asleep and dreamed that his father was being murdered. This image was repeated several times, this was a dying stage. The blue-eyed murderer appeared at all times. Under a cap of black ninja.
At that time she began to see a very dark place, behind closed doors, suddenly appeared in the image of the hooded man, the same who killed Walter. Now he was standing in front of Amelia.
They stared at each other for a long period. Following this the individual will clear off her shirt. Bottom-up and began to slide his hand over her naked body. The murderer hood slightly rose up to her nose and kissed wildly. After they finished the kiss, he took off once the hood of his face, revealing his identity without fear. Amelia was surprised to see the face of Juan Carlos in front of her.
She woke up and looked very scared with electrifying scenes of her dream.
"God, it's him!
***
The next morning, Amelia was taking a shower, and crying a lot. She bathed with water and alcohol. Repulsion felt by her own body. Every time she thought the murderer of her father had touched.
After the bath, she walked wrapped in a towel and hugged Marianne.
She was crying desperately. Imagining that her life was no point.
"It was he, Marianne! The dream revealed
Marianne smiled happily. She remembered her first love story and said.
"The first time it is, but the second ..."
She pushed her stepdaughter with enthusiasm, Amelia lay on the couch and Marianne fell upon her. Both began to laugh a lot. Thereafter, they could talk naturally about sex.
***
The meetings of the couple had frequent back in the apartment. There had total freedom to discover the bed. Without taking precautions, fearing if anyone could catch them at any time during an adventure.
Amelia was sitting in the chair with a white dress and Juan Carlos held a red rose in her right hand. Kneeling before her, he immediately began to slide the flower by the body of his partner. Where the Rose run, he left a burning kiss on her skin.
Finally, he held the stem of the rose with his lips as his hands began to caress her partner's legs, nearly lifting the skirt of her dress.
Instigated, Amelia took the Rose and broke it with her hand during the pain she was feeling while John was in and out of her at the same time.
Now they were lying in bed, both were covered with a dark blue blanket from the waist down.
Amelia's feet touched. She held a hand in his face, the boy had his pale bare chest. It did not seem concerned about life outside the home, only inside.
"There are many things we do in this life and then we regret"
John said, staring at the ceiling and his mind had dark shadows and undefined. Any memory of his past was there tormenting him at that time.
"Why do you say that?"
Amelia lifted her head and looked into his face. Her boyfriend was too ambiguous. He should not act that way, after all, only had "sex", full of affection and truths.
"Because I did something I’ll regret it until my death" - He shook his head. - "I will not forgive me for that"
A tear came out of his blue eyes.
His tears moved to Amelia, she touched his face with her fingers and removed from his skin.
"Are you crying? Are you sad?"
The boy sat on the bed, firmly holding Amelia's wrists and made her sit before him. He looked into her dark eyes and confessed with contrition.
"Whatever happens, I want you to know that I really love. The love I feel for you will never be treacherous"
"You're scaring me!"
She ran her eyes with astonishment on his face and closed her eyes. Amelia began stroking his face tenderly. I wanted to give a verbal proof of his love and was in her ear and said in a sincere voice full of sympathy.
"I love you more than myself"
And she kissed him on the lips. Both closed their eyes to dip kiss that could be the end.
Chapter 24
A DREAM REVEALS THE MURDERER
At night, Amelia was asleep and dreamed that his father was being murdered. This image was repeated several times, this was a dying stage. The blue-eyed murderer appeared at all times. Under a cap of black ninja.
At that time she began to see a very dark place, behind closed doors, suddenly appeared in the image of the hooded man, the same who killed Walter. Now he was standing in front of Amelia.
They stared at each other for a long period. Following this the individual will clear off her shirt. Bottom-up and began to slide his hand over her naked body. The murderer hood slightly rose up to her nose and kissed wildly. After they finished the kiss, he took off once the hood of his face, revealing his identity without fear. Amelia was surprised to see the face of Juan Carlos in front of her.
She woke up and looked very scared with electrifying scenes of her dream.
"God, it's him!
***
The next morning, Amelia was taking a shower, and crying a lot. She bathed with water and alcohol. Repulsion felt by her own body. Every time she thought the murderer of her father had touched.
After the bath, she walked wrapped in a towel and hugged Marianne.
She was crying desperately. Imagining that her life was no point.
"It was he, Marianne! The dream revealed
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