TOYBOYS E-Book

Larissa Steel

• Herausgeber: Books on Demand
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 332

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

Dating in the 21st century. Strap YOU to baby, it's getting hot! What exactly does a woman want, a real woman ...?

Leseprobe

The action and all acting persons are fictitious. Any similarity with living or real persons would be purely coincidental!

If you love something, let it go ...

If ...

But what if not?

If you do not wait,

you long so much for it,

for that special feeling on your skin,

after his lips.

Deep, very deep ...

If you‘d do anything for it... for love?

From longing – from lust ...

If your desires are so strong that every second of your life without him only hurts ...

Content

Sex per mouse click

Mr. Right

Delicate temptation

Ordeal

Luca

Go on living

The shot

Surviving

Palpitations

Embarrassment

Silence before farewell

Finally End

A happy ending

Salvation

Rage

Return flight

Starry sky

Getaway

Conscience

Fire

Passion

Surges

Restart – not without aftertaste

The new life

Little games

Attack with losses

It‘s rattling in the box

New man, new coffee

February 14

List of Chaos

Perfect deception

The Italian

Hard but tender

Grading

Painful desire

Perfect pleasure

Beloved longing

Lost

Aches and pains

Sex by mouse click! ... Next please!!!!

When the mind seeks with the heart,

... but lust directs!

What exactly is it that leads us humans to such crazy actions as that of posing as if in a bazaar of feelings and wishes, of having our most beautiful pictures of some stranger somewhere in this world appraised, almost judged? To let us look so openly inside when honestly describing our wishes. A raster grading takes place there completely automatically with the respective other person, who presents himself before us in a hundredfold, perhaps a thousandfold way - or WE before HIM?

It is so far, I have actually dared to tackle the topic of Internet dating. Many strangers still buzzing around in the fog, hiding well, but their faces could tell me something shortly. Faces, experiences, fates. It‘s all new to me. I haven‘t read a single line of all these people, in my case men.

Is it easier to find a suitable antipole via this medium? I see a great time saving for me in this way of making contact, a quite large selection of material - an appealing thought! In seconds, if we do it cleverly, we can have a say in another person‘s happiness - or misfortune - and perhaps our own happiness?

Ask us questions like: Do I get involved with this person, this image, this character at all? First external criteria decide within a few seconds about a possible contact. Questions about his appearance, in banal patterns of thought, such as: Is HE tall, small, slim, less slim, well built, muscular or the somewhat rounder connoisseur? What is his look like, what are his eyes, his hair - does he still have any?

How are his teeth, his smile? What does his overall appearance, his body language, his charisma, his dress style tell us? Is HE the well-groomed, sporty-elegant man with the good taste, the good-smelling perfume, the so-called suit, who creates trust and has that certain something that we women appreciate so much? Or is he the one looking into the camera, unattractive, with pulled down facial expressions, the unattractive colour-blind, who already signals his posture by looking away? Get your hands off me! Oh, and the most important thing for us princesses in this world is at least fifty percent his profession. Because what good looks does his good looks bring him if the wrong job makes us sleep badly in the evening. Only when he has taken the high hurdle of optics and the supposedly good smelling and calmly letting sleep profession and we as a woman feel something addressed, safer and in good hands, we will dare the next step and look at his profile.

But be careful! Because now we‘re coming out! Everyone who now clicks on is mercilessly captured by the system and the game of vanities, feelings, longings and desires begins.

With just one click we throw the ball in a fraction of a second of our curiosity to the other person, somewhere in this world, giving him the power of choice to see US now! Our pictures, our wishes and ideas, the ticket to our life! Privately, actually. And he might draw the wrong conclusions, just like we do.

So we face each other one to one. The game with the stranger at the modern bazaar begins and intensifies with each further question-answer game to an overall impression, which we get about this person, who is still completely foreign to us. The worst thing for me, however, is and remains the decisive age information. Probably there must stand for many humans completely certain numbers and woe, if this number moved into a direction, where with us the way was not yet at all smoothed. When this small number has climbed a mountain and then walked on somewhere. Job, family, kid, number eater! We sacrifice our time and the number goes on and on until suddenly we are faced with different paths. In front of a large sign with the inscription: „End! It can‘t go on here!“ Anyone who has ever had this road with the sign in front of him knows that another sign is waiting for us somewhere afterwards. So we walk along the gravel road, make sure that our beautiful shoes don‘t kink or get stuck in the dirt. Our beautiful shoes do not scratch, we ruin them or even break the heel. When we finally stand in front of the new sign, we want to smile at the new way with everything that we are, at least shiny, as perfect or imperfect as we already are or wish to be. The sign with the promising word: „Beginning!“. And we know, again it‘s hope, courage, confidence, joy, just a fresh start!

That age! For many a horror, because which woman wants to tell a man her true age before the first hello? That I am not the only one who is massively disturbed by it becomes clear already in my first encounter with the most wonderful man of this story, but more about this later. Well, I hate it deeply, but I choose the truth with a heavy heart. A year or two, give or take, who cares? So I enter 40, although 36 would go much better with my beautiful body, my soft skin and my confident, cheeky smile, my freckles. But I still have my uncut rough diamond, to which I give the name daughter and which relativizes my age - if man can calculate! - and I‘m proud to list. My work! Besides many other points such as size, there is also a sensitive point for us female seekers, it is the question of the desire to have a child. This question must also be answered. Okay, I think I‘m out! Let the others do that. I‘m already an experienced rabbit and I‘m looking for something for myself. For me! But what does that say about me? There is a young, dynamic and athletically trained woman, one who has already done that with the child, and that‘s not so bad! But she won‘t give a new man that chance. This chance to have your own new family, this precious happiness, the smile of your own child!

Have I already ended up in a drawer as a selfish person? Damn to eternally two-way loneliness, soon abandoned by your own child? Anyway, dear honestly, I think and I decide to check the box „no more children“. But inside I already know that I might lose a big chance. It‘s not only the loneliness that makes us men and women alike, day after day, to let us look at the cards. After weeks of membership, it has become a game for some people to constantly improve their own market value by making new photos of us and our trips available to the applauding crowd on the net. But slowly, I am still at the very beginning with my honesty, which is not always the best advisor for me. What do I expect? Rather, there is this dull feeling deep inside me that asks, what in the whole world awaits me?

The feeling of uncertainty becomes stronger and more unpleasant. After my long-standing relationship with my daughter‘s father, it could be a warmer, cuddlier type of man at my side for a change. No workaholic. Although I sacrifice my beautiful money by credit card for this bazaar of feelings, I dare the first step -me as a top-heavy, emotional woman - and after many fights I throw myself quite content with me and my little world into this incredible adventure. I have no idea what awaits me! There is something in me - my little heart, which silently reminds my head every day that, after all these dramas, it still wants to believe in something like great love. And Mr. Brain, my great thinker and protector, who is always at my side, knows my thoughts, makes me think and even saves me from many a dangerous situation, is much more careful and likes to make decisions, already knows that it will be a terrible game that I will get involved in. A game full of madness, tender and also wild, yearning lust, approaches of infatuation, injuries, disappointments, sometimes cheeky psychopaths and true love...?

Still, I‘m getting involved!

Rien ne va plus!

After I really answered all questions very honestly and with a lot of love and time, I quickly switch off my computer and prefer to hide.

I wonder if I can dare now after a few minutes? Take a deep breath. After logging in with my password - oh, my god! It‘s worse than I thought! There are at least 50 letters: doctors, lawyers, brokers, bankers, self-employed, everything foreign! A little panic rises up inside me. What do they want with me? I close my eyes in shock, laptop. I‘m not here!

After a while I dare the next try, take a closer look at the guys. „Ouch!“, my eyes are already watering with laughter or pain, I don‘t know yet! Of 56 letters, only two can actually be shortlisted. None of these gentlemen have even a hint of charisma. Style, humor? Gentlemen, it‘s typical again, all questions were answered rather unkindly and boringly. Fantasy! Where is my beloved chili in life?

My beautiful money, I think, if it goes on like this!

Over time I get used to the often unimaginative style, I laugh and scream alternately, close my eyes. Oh, no, why do I always get these half-naked guys? Isn‘t there anyone there who advises the poor man beforehand, which maybe he shouldn‘t do? Honest as I am, I admit that I am looking for a man who likes to be a man, one with feeling, intelligence, humour and loving quirks. Someone who is presentable, well-groomed, takes me in his arms, makes me laugh again. Someone I can snuggle up with, love with without restraint. But where is this special man? The pictures are getting worse! The speeches, yawn... It doesn‘t work that way for me. I can‘t take any more. My eyes, I need something more. Every eleven weeks one falls in love here? Or was it less? Every eleven hours?

If it‘s him, I think I can do it in 11 seconds. From zero to a hundred in eleven seconds! That‘s a piece of junk, but I‘m lucky I‘m not looking for a car. I‘m looking for my very own Mr. Right! So I quickly change my search settings, too bad, in the setting criteria you won‘t find the function „Turn off half-naked frogs“! „What on earth is she doing?“ Mr Brain is concerned about the men on this platform. Somebody dies of a heart attack every eleven hours! Or were there more?

To be honest, a woman can‘t last more than 111 minutes here. As a woman! - The boss immediately notices the risk of blindness. The little heart is outraged by the rather bold letters of these so-called gentlemen. Wake me up if anything interesting comes up. Yawning and visibly disappointed, her little devil, who had placed so much hope in this male trade, says goodbye. Every eleven seconds we crack a new one, actually a cool game! But without fresh meat? The only thing that interests him is fun and unspeakably deep lust! That his princess has had far too little of it lately, he can‘t help it! But here, with this large selection of perfect university graduates, with all the doctors, lawyers and bankers, she should find the right playmate right here!

A few days went by, slowly I got used to these many different men in the net, even to the sometimes somewhat unpretentious form of address for me as a woman. I don‘t want to be like this, especially the doctors. Unfortunately, there is nothing that really ignites with me. They can write as much as they want, I need something very special! Mr. Brain is not amused, his princess is too bad for him. With my daughter and the racehorse behind him, he must be a very special man anyway, one with experience, style and good nerves. And he should kiss well, too, please! „What about the important criteria?“ The little devil is already bored. Let‘s take a completely different approach! „What do you mean, boss?““Increase height, old man down, fat belly down!“ „Don‘t go!“ „Another bad mistake on the part of this company.“ Let‘s just try to make the best of the situation. Every day a lot of people register here, but unfortunately there is still no smart guy. Some guy with dark eyes and a nice ass...

Dark eyes with pleasure, but the A.? I don‘t know. „Po..., it‘s called Po, you chaos!“ „It‘s okay, boss! I knew that, but I wanted him to understand.“ The little heart is ashamed, these words! Feeling, warmth, security and love, that‘s what it was for. It was weak and strong at the same time. Sometimes it had to fight for something, but that‘s what the boys had for, they would always protect it!

Mr. Right

I‘m tired of this waiting for good! From now on, I will decisively stir up the men‘s world. So I just turn the tables and look for it myself! And woe betide nothing...

I quickly get to work, change various employment criteria. I like the result much better. Unfortunately, there‘s only one, but what a one! The guy‘s a knockout, almost too beautiful for this world. He looks like a Hollywood star, cheering at me with his fiery eyes, his martini glass in his hand. Too beautiful! That‘ll only cause problems. But something in me spurs me on to dare it anyway or for that very reason. He‘s self-employed, on the second picture he wears my Burberry scarf. His photos are so perfect, any woman would be stupid not to write to him. „Done!“ „Shall we take him?“

The little heart is very impressed, it loves its devoted look, coupled with its good style, its taste already now. His dark eyes sparkle almost invitingly!

„If he were with her now!“ „Slow down! He‘s in his forties, has two children. His profile says he‘s separated!“

„Are we going to try?“ Boss gives the green light! She sends this rare species a few serious compliments first. She especially likes the scarf, with a friendly and charming text she may still have a little chance.

„She‘s so sweet!“ The little heart looks at her, senses her excitement. We‘ve been waiting here for days and nothing happens. Every five minutes, my ass! What we should do is sue for our money and compensation for pain and suffering.

„Boss, calm down!“

„He‘ll be in touch, I know it for sure!“ „THE?“ Mr Brain critically looks at his photos, his pompous text. „He talks a little about love. „Probably a well-camouflaged alcoholic and ladies‘ man.“ „That look alone, and then always with a glass in her hand!“ „Strange“.

She writes:

„Dear stranger,

I really like your photos!“

And a smile, and a particularly beautiful rose.

„Best Regards“... and that‘s it.

That‘s all she dares do.

Now you can quickly unlock your photos and the adventure can begin!

„What adventure?“ The little heart looks very frightened! „We‘re not looking for an adventure!“ „Now very slowly! Why don‘t you give her some fun? „We‘ve had enough boredom in the last few years, that‘s enough for two lives.“

My little devil looks at me with a smile and whispers quietly: „Well done, Princess!“ Now I finally have a reason to look forward to mail.

Unfortunately, nothing happens. The man is unfortunately not as fast as he is with all the thousand letters. I‘m getting more and more of them too, but unfortunately, Gääähn, the content is not really getting any better!

Two days later I finally get my longed-for letter. My still unknown Mr. Right tells me that he is very proud of his two children, I get very warm in my heart. Inside I think how fitting, my daughter is and remains the most important thing for me! When I told him about her and our Weimaraner, he emphasized how much he always wanted a daughter, and he also loves Weimaraner. „Bingo!“

„Boss, have you read this? He loves children!“ The little heart‘s all excited.

His cheeks glow slightly pink. „Slow down, maybe he‘s just a good actor, it would fit!“ „Let‘s give him a chance, please!“ The little devil is already very interested in children. „What was that again?“ „Okay, you meet up for a nice glass of champagne, a tasty salad and then we‘ll see!“ His preference for beautiful old cars speaks for him.

I‘m getting nervous. This rarely attractive man must be similarly taken with me. He wants to meet me for an unspectacular noodle. The fly is available on the net and for viewing! „Pasta? Well! We choose the place, if there are noodles there?“, the boss turns up his nose.

It will be a few days before we meet. I‘ll keep him waiting. This can‘t go too fast. My excitement is rising slowly, I ask him for a short voice test, after all I want to do everything right. He agrees. It‘s to be at 1:00 p.m. sharp. I‘ve chosen the time. Of course everything goes differently on this day than planned and when my phone rings, I am nervous, my heart beats terribly fast. Of course I‘m still in the supermarket, but it‘s a shitty timing today. Carefully, so that nobody can hear me so exactly, I creep away in the back passage, breathe deeply. It‘s him! He talks fast and very cool. „Here‘s the voice to your date.“

I have to laugh. He asks me what I‘m doing, I say I‘m on the phone, but somehow he doesn‘t understand my humor or he just didn‘t hear it. I‘m so excited I‘m giving something trivial of myself. In the brevity of the conversation I at least let him know my restaurant selection, Mr. Brain has already done this perfectly for me. Now he‘s in a hurry, he has to get back to his desk.

It‘s amazing how fast this man is going. I‘m a little frightened, I‘m getting a bad feeling. It immediately reminds me of my ex: no time, that seems very familiar to me. „Everything will be all right, Princess!“ „He‘s just a man, remember that!“ Shortly thereafter I get the reservation confirmation from him. The boss is pleasantly surprised.

„Not bad, I like that!“

I had asked him for an early time, because my little one will be alone with the dog in the house today. After providing my child and dog with delicious food, I rush into my sexy Ralph Lauren virgin wool dress, which suits me bombastically because of my lots of movement with my racehorse. I carefully put on my cherry red lipstick especially for him and off I go! My heart beats strongly, something with a guilty conscience - it is my very first date and I am really inexperienced there. Hectically I reach my destination and of course I don‘t walk into the restaurant, but directly into the adjacent hotel. Oh, how embarrassing. I blush and flee quickly through the door, which this time it can only be. We did it! I am standing in the middle of a large, well-warmed room, the light is warm, I feel good. It‘s full, people everywhere. Panicked, I look around for him. There, the dream man actually looks exactly the same as in his photos! He smiles at me warmly, with his, oops, blue eyes! I move calmly and wide awake towards him. Immediately he gets up, comes to me: Wow! He‘s great, dear God, I feel so good already, can it be any more beautiful? All gentleman, he waits till I sit down, old school, I like that!

He orders a bottle of wine immediately, I‘d be happy to have a glass of rosé champagne. We toast with the champagne glasses, the sound is perfect for the evening.

I‘m glowing, this man is great! He calms me down. We tell the story and are immediately on the same wavelength, forgetting the food completely. Only when the waitress asks carefully for the third time and brings me the second glass, I realize how perfect this evening is. Man, that would be the dream ad for these cutthroats: „Every five minutes a couple falls in love“, with us it doesn‘t take two minutes!

Am I imagining things or is this the man for me?

Everything‘s just so perfect until he tells me he has to confess something. Oh, dear, I had a hunch, there‘s something else, a dark secret?

He looks me deeply in the eyes and confesses to me a little grudgingly that he has made himself ten years younger. I can‘t believe it, madness! I‘m shocked. „Let‘s go! Thank you for the delicious champagne. We‘re not hungry anyway!“ For the little devil and Mr. Brain, this age is an absolute no-go! „STOP!“ The little heart takes his side: „Why?“ I‘m still slightly shocked, but collect myself quickly! „Why did you do that?“

The man looks so great! He says quite honestly that otherwise we would not have met.

I love his open and honest manner and he‘s right! This man has courage and imagination, I like that. This cute, stubborn man looks like a little boy to me right now, I‘m laughing.

„Give him a chance!“ „Yes.“ Inside, I‘m already on his side. My little heart looks at me beggingly. His heart docked me, hit me! „You can‘t be serious!“ Mr Brain can‘t believe it. „Let‘s go!“ But they have no power over them! She‘s quite enchanted by him. After one and a half hours my fingers touch his hand as a matter of course, very gently and carefully. His hand snaps shut right now, holds me tight! I can stand this tightness for a moment, but then I release it.

I can barely eat, I‘m too nervous. Sometime I get up, it follows a short mirror check. With fresh lipstick and red cheeks, I return, all teenagers.

Oh, he‘s still here. Slowly I stalk him like a cat, my shyness has vanished. Now all I feel is an incredible longing for his warmth, he smells so good.

„She wants him!“ „What?“ The little heart blushes. „Look what she‘s doing, our little one.“

He sits with his back to me, seems very relaxed. Very slowly I step behind him, bend carefully down to him and gently bend my arms around him. My head leans against his face, carefully I ask: „May I?“

I think he says yes, I only hear a slight purring. I‘ve been standing behind him for seconds.

„Hello, Princess! Even if you‘re a little drunk, there‘s a restaurant here, even if there aren‘t many guests left!“ I‘m a little ashamed. Where are my manners? After a certain time I realize that it is already late, my little one has already written to me several times, the bad conscience tortures me. But despite my family situation, he won‘t let me go. Finally we are standing outside, exhausted, when the thought of a kiss comes to my mind! „Now!“ I locate exactly the point I need to hit and just kiss him! The second kiss gets even better. This special man is very interested in my cleavage.

The boss gets angry, I wrest myself from him, but he just won‘t let me go. That man is persistent. Before I go, I‘ll wait for his car. My great love, beautiful cars! He drives a cool luxury sled, he has taste!

Delicate temptation

With my Mr. Right in my hindquarters I am already a lot closer to my prince, but everyday life is back and why are there so many letters here every day?

„What‘s she paying all that nice money for, anyway? She won‘t stop looking now, will she? All the nice doctors here.“ My little devil keeps reminding me not to be so good and boringly faithful already. „He‘ll do it too!“ He shows me a considerable bird with my honest desire for loyalty and spurs me on to look at least once more into the big „man box“. I don‘t really want it, but my curiosity whips me up, at least for a moment. When I try again, I come across a very striking, old photograph of an entrepreneur that makes me curious.

It speaks to me almost mystically, connects to my delicate soul. He asks me to keep seeing - and what I see is getting worse and worse! There is a somewhat clothed man in his hotel room, his eyes sparkle like fire, sensual, far away from Germany. He looks me straight in the eye! For a moment, I have the feeling my breathing stops. In the next picture this cheeky, boyish man is leaning against a tree in the middle of Germany, I immediately recognize the surroundings, fall in love with this picture! I go to his profile, his way of writing is like from another world. He seems so far away from me, yet he speaks to me. I‘m literally sinking into his lyrics.

This man seems so vulnerable and romantic, he has two children, lives apart. Courageously I write him, carefully send him compliments, then I let him look at my photos, my honest profile: imaginative, crazy and sensual! A few days later I receive a very different letter, very polite, my pulse calls again. He responds very much to my profile, mentions my love for Aston Martin and various other pieces of jewellery. He reports that he is active in several business areas and spends a lot of time abroad. The Emirates are mentioned, immediately I think of the dreamlike desert, the unspeakably beautiful cars. Slowly, step by step we entrust ourselves more and more things in the evening, I unconsciously start to long for his messages. He often writes late and if he doesn‘t do it, then I‘m missing something. My soul is connected to his, he doesn‘t write like a normal man.

His words comfort me, he has the gift of writing in a way that captivates me. As soon as I read his lines, my heart inhales everything, it closes like a precious treasure. At some point I can and will no longer hide it like his fiery eyes ignite in me this longing, this insatiable desire for more! It goes so deep, which is completely unexpected to me. As I carefully tell him about my feelings, he replies and gives me back the compliment. I hold my breath again, he also feels this special feeling for me from afar when he looks into my shining eyes. I dare take another step as he addresses the shape of my lips, which glow sensually red. Next time I lure him with exactly these gentle lips and write to him that they are very tender and sensitive. Now my devil is very close to me, now I want to play!

How far will this other man go? I‘m not bored, but I want to know exactly.

How far does he dare go? My hunting instinct is awakened!

Whoever has heard me there, the game I so fervently wish for is taking shape.

It seems to me that something is dissolving on the other side of the world. The unknown becomes softer in his words, I begin to gain access to his feelings. Like an invisible door in the fog, something opens up that makes me wait more and more eagerly for his messages. When I get my next message, he‘ll send me his cell number. Soon I‘ll be able to hear his voice.

As if in a trance, I dial the foreign number late at night. We were so close, what can I expect now? Will I like this special voice or will it break up all my desires, all my longings with the first note? A shy voice on the other end of the line greets me with a soft „Hello!“. I‘m a little surprised, I didn‘t expect such a young voice. I like it inside because I‘m not shy anymore and I‘m slowly gaining the upper hand. I can clearly feel his insecurity, he sounds a little thin and broken. My voice, on the other hand, is cheerful and charming, and I play with it immediately. In one of his messages he wrote me that he didn‘t like to talk so much, I want to challenge him and I succeed. After a short time he confesses to me how pleasant he feels about our conversation. He comes straight out of himself, I purr like a kitten. However, this cat already looks at her claws, sharpens them. He won‘t escape me, this sweet, shy man who seems like a boy. My voice becomes quite soft and seductive, he gets desire on more and looks forward to our forthcoming date. Mr Brain is asleep, he has no interest in him. The little heart makes itself beautiful in devotion, only the devil listens anxiously, he constantly sends her small impulses, it crackles in the background: That‘s exactly how he wants it!

I don‘t talk about it for long, we decide quite quickly for a tasty restaurant, we both like sushi. „What‘s all this food for? A nice glass and a few tasty snacks will do! Food is completely overrated. A few candles, soft music.“

The little heart looks surprised. The little devil would never have had such a sense for beauty. My little devil knows the tricks: Behind his back he quietly puts the whip in place. After the WHAT is cleared up, I still want to take care of the WHERE urgently. It is to become a particularly nice place for our common meal. Since he has to go to an interview the next day and will be on the road for a long time, I can hardly tell him that all good restaurants are already fully booked. So I have to make a decision which is not easy for me and which will keep me very busy this evening.

The restaurant is near my beautiful apartment, inside I swallow, but I make this choice and I already suspect what will happen. I‘m afraid my feeling could outwit my mind, its attraction... how will I deal with it? On the day of our date I have only hectic, my friend comes over with her dog and looks after my two treasures. Two Weimaraner, I see the dogs already in thoughts the house take apart, fast I drive off. At home I take some terracotta on my cheeks and don‘t forget the cherry-red lipstick, he loves it so much on me. I put on my most beautiful dress, one made of black lace with a beautiful neckline.

„That‘s it, Princess! It‘s almost time.“ The little devil is already looking forward to him. The little heart is bad, it‘s so nervous. Mr Brain is worried, he doesn‘t like the idea of picking her up at home. It‘s a trick. She didn‘t realize it until too late. It‘s only finished at the last minute. When the bell rings, she already sees it on her monitor. A strange feeling rises in her. As she gets out of the elevator, he stands close pressed at the front door. She shines as she opens the door. Today she looks perfect and she‘s earned it this way. It works, her plan works. All gentleman, he immediately pays her a very nice compliment, offers her his arm. The shoes are high, he looks different than in his pictures. Older, smaller. Mr. Brain is wide awake, he looks at him suspiciously and is sure it will be a short and safe evening for her. The small heart relaxes easily. Together they walk towards his parked car. Oh, no! What the hell is this? They stop in front of an older bright Mercedes, it shakes inside, at least it has a lot of horsepower. She is not at all comfortable in the carriage, fortunately the way is not so far.

The restaurant is full, only one trick got her two more seats for her special evening. If not, she‘d be desperate. She feels a little overdressed, but comforts herself with the thought that she can finally sit at a table with this rare specimen of man. Now he‘s very close, she looks at him critically. He wears a blue suit to his beautifully tanned skin, to his soft brown eyes. Her eyes immediately fall on the red handkerchief and the red scarf, which he has laid loosely over his shoulders. But there‘s something else, his mustache. Never, but never, had he ever been seen in his pictures.

Too much red, she‘s clearly only seeing red! He looks like a Greek pretty boy from another time. She just can‘t stand the picture, it makes her nervous, the red makes her slightly aggressive. An unpleasant feeling slowly rises up into her. Mr. Brain likes to contribute to this, he always notices new details, which were not shown on the pictures before. „Grey temples, forehead wrinkle.“ „Take a deep breath, easy!“ The little devil is trying to calm her down. When the waiter comes, he wants to do her something special. He orders her a glass of champagne that is very dry in taste. He says yes, she no! Now she has to laugh.

The waiter‘s confused. Meanwhile, the little heart already feels sorry for him, but it‘s not that easy with her. The order is cancelled. She chooses the drinks now. The food should be a delicious mix from the kitchen, a surprise. Tell the chef to come up with something. He joins her. Her eyes, the many reds he wears, at some point she can no longer bear it without pain and asks him to take the scarf and this ugly shining cloth out of her sight. „Take it off! „It‘s best if he takes everything off right now!“ The little devil loves his brilliant ideas. Finally: He is clearly irritated about it, just as she said, but it just doesn‘t work anymore. These disturbing factors have been screwing her up all evening. Now she can breathe freely again, her thoughts calmed down. She relaxes, can smile again. This multilayered and interesting man tells her about his different companies, he travels, is often abroad! „Prankster! Then why is he meeting her?“ Mr Brain finds his way of planning his life a little strange. On closer inspection it is quite logical: He is a shooter! It quickly becomes clear that their meeting will only be of short duration for them. Since he is also active abroad in personal security, she listens highly motivated to his exciting stories. She does not yet know what consequences this will have for her later, but it is already clear how it will end. „Don‘t tell her yet! Allow her these minutes!“ The little heart already knows.

After dinner, she‘s really happy to get some air. All these people, she needs oxygen. Exhilarated by the alcohol, they consider what they can do now still beautiful in this begun evening? A feeling rises in her, is it fear? He‘s strange, but sexy! She feels exactly from his body language, from his shy look that he still wants something more! „Be alone with you!“ The little devil whispers the words to her quietly. Although she has concerns, she chooses the more dangerous path. She doesn‘t have much time left. After visiting her fancy apartment, she takes a small bottle of champagne from the fridge and shows him what she actually likes. Shyly they sit next to each other, they next to the somewhat different man with his loving, reserved manner. She‘s bubbling. She clearly feels his attraction, his eyes, his deep desire. - But he doesn‘t dare! At some point she says to him that the evening will soon be over. She‘s gotta go. He looks surprised and asks how much time they have left? „About a quarter of an hour.“ She doesn‘t mean to be rude. „And we sit here like this and talk all the time?“

What was that? She is surprised by his outburst of emotion! She looks at him questioningly: „YES!“

„Something‘s finally happening!“ The little heart looks tense. He seems determined, moves closer to her, gently strokes her cheek with his hand, very gently. She felt his warmth, his gentleness, the attempt of a kiss! „Now!“ Her little devil cheers her on. He approaches her very carefully, his lips carefully touching her tender red lips. Slowly she loses her fear in his arms. She quickly disappears into the bathroom. Ticktock, ticktack. When she comes out she only wears her black lace underwear. Was there a whisper? What a dog can do! She is now herself again and smiles at him with a girlish seductive smile. In spite of the little time she and her little whisperer now absolutely want to play. She hasn‘t had dessert yet! Slowly she lies down relaxed on her delicate cloud sofa, he kneels down lovingly in front of her. „I would have done anything,“ he confesses. „Anything to see you like this!“

„Shit! „If only we had known.“ Mr. Brain pays off in numbers, what else would have jumped out of it. „Leave him! He‘s so sweet!“ The little heart likes him. That boy actually broke the ice. He gently covers her skin, her neck with his kisses, she feels a hint of a kiss everywhere. He is unusually tender and loving.

She enjoys it infinitely. He watches her every move very closely, each of his kisses on her body, she purrs softly. „Is there more?“ Suddenly he kisses her breasts, his tender touches electrify her, his hands gently caress her beautiful flat stomach. She feels his lips again, this time deeper on her soft thighs. He wanders with his gentle tongue, his fingers over her body. She wants to feel it with relish! Between her legs, on her soft thighs, he stops. He‘s watching them very closely. His hands caress her stronger, a soft purring comes over her lips. Now he‘s right where she wants him! „More!“ He kisses and caresses her lovingly with his lips, very gently.