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"I do not want anything of that sorts." Kareem let out a loud yawn, feeling drowsy due to the effect of the strong medicines. "Neither do I want to take advantage of you at all. Yes, that is true, that I fell for you, the moment I saw you, and do want to make love to you but not in a bad way, but in a pure way. I want to grip your soul and make it mine and I want to hug you tight till you start smelling like me!" Kareem looked passionately in her eyes, moving a little closer to her.
Sheryl shivered a bit at the man's passionate and enticing words. "Th... That will not be possible." She nodded her head in disapproval? feeling extremely coy at the growing tense and sensual vibes between them. "I do not love you." She stood awkwardly taking a few steps back.
Kareem smiled looking at the intimidated girl. "Then I will wait till eternity, so that you say yes to me. I will keep proving my love to you, even till my death, in the hope that someday, you will believe me."
Kareem looked in her eyes, his head getting drowsy from all the recent events that has happened lately. He had not slept from past two nights, making his eyes's vision blurr.
"You are just effected by the medications. That is why you are speaking like this. You look really sleepy. Come, I shall take you to your house." Sheryl looked at the boy, who was now rubbing his eyes, trying to concentrate on the girl. His eyes were turning red from all the drowsiness and constant rubbing.
"Oh! God! You look really unwell. Probably effected by the jerks from the car being toppled." Sheryl looked at the boy's sulking face and red eyes.
"No!" *yawn* " I am just sleepy. Actually too sleepy. But I do not want to sleep." Kareem thought of his dreams and shivered a bit at the thought of having them again. "I am scared!" He looked at Sheryl with a face, that could melt anybody's heart. "I am very very scared of sleeping now! I will get scary dreams. Keep talking to me." The man confessed to her. This was the first time he spoke to anybody about being scared of his dreams.
"But you are fine. I think it is the post- accidental trauma. It happens. But you need to rest. If... If you want you can sleep the night over here. I will keep a watch on you." Sheryl pursed her lips. "As it is, you do not look like you have the energy to go all the way, even upto the car." Sheryl looked at his muscular body and pondered if the man topples or slips, she will not be able to even lift his, even more than his one arm.
"Are.. You sure?" Kareem looked at the girl, trying to hide his happiness and surprise. His eyes opened widely.
"Yes. Untill and unless you are comfortable and fine with sleeping in somebody else's house." Sheryl pursed her lips, feeling intimidated again standing in front of the half naked man, who was looking her as if a 5 year boy looks at a chocolate fountain.
"No! I do not have issues. Maybe I will sleep peacefully after a long time, if you keep a check on me." Kareem once again pondered about his dreams and then looked at the girl. "Maybe, you are the cure."
"Huh? Cure to what?" Sheryl frowned, not understanding his words.
"N... nothing! I think I do not know what I am speaking, due to the medications. I am going to lie down. Please be with me. Please." The boy pleaded, feeling helpless and scared, looking in her eyes.
"Sure. I am there with you. Just relax and lie back down, while i'll bring the comfortor for you. Make sure you do not put pressure on your wounds." Sheryl looked at the man with concerned eyes. He looked genuinly scared now and she assumed it was probably due to the accident he had just been into.
Kareem quickly got up and took off his belt. He then lied down carefully on one side of the bed, taking deap breaths and while the girl left the room, to get a fresh comfortor for him.
As soon as the girl returned, she was surprised to see that the man was already sleeping peacfully. He was lying down on his left arm, making sure not to effect the other wounded and scratched arm. Sheryl smiled and unfolded the comfortor covering him till his shoulders. The man was sleeping in the pose of a scared child. She climbed on top of the other side of the bed, checking the man's forehead wound once again.
"So now I have three kids to look after tonight!" The girl whispered caressing Kareem's hair lightly, sweetly smiling at him. As soon as she retraced her hand and turned to leave, Kareem held the girl's hand possessively, half asleep and tried to open his watery eyes. "I am scared. Do not leave my side please. Please.... Please.... Plea....." He pleaded falling asleep once again, while still holding her hand. His body posture grew a bit relaxed.
Sheryl looked at the sleeping man in hesitation and then at her hand, which was now hugged possessively by him, close to his chest. She could feel his hot tempratured chest on her hand, making her feel sorry for the boy. "He really has high fever."
She sat down on the corner of the bed, looking at him, while her hand outstretched, being held by him. She kept looking at him for a few more minutes, till her eye lids started drooping. "Oh! Dear! I am so sleepy." She opened her eyes wide and saw the man was still holding her hand close to his chest, very tightly. She looked at him for a few more minutes, untill her head dropped down on the pillow and she fell asleep besides him, her legs hanging down from the bed and her footwears still 'on.'
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"I do not want anything of that sorts." Kareem let out a loud yawn, feeling drowsy due to the effect of the strong medicines. "Neither do I want to take advantage of you at all. Yes, that is true, that I fell for you, the moment I saw you, and do want to make love to you but not in a bad way, but in a pure way. I want to grip your soul and make it mine and I want to hug you tight till you start smelling like me!" Kareem looked passionately in her eyes, moving a little closer to her.
Sheryl shivered a bit at the man's passionate and enticing words. "Th... That will not be possible." She nodded her head in disapproval? feeling extremely coy at the growing tense and sensual vibes between them. "I do not love you." She stood awkwardly taking a few steps back.
Kareem smiled looking at the intimidated girl. "Then I will wait till eternity, so that you say yes to me. I will keep proving my love to you, even till my death, in the hope that someday, you will believe me."
Kareem looked in her eyes, his head getting drowsy from all the recent events that has happened lately. He had not slept from past two nights, making his eyes's vision blurr.
"You are just effected by the medications. That is why you are speaking like this. You look really sleepy. Come, I shall take you to your house." Sheryl looked at the boy, who was now rubbing his eyes, trying to concentrate on the girl. His eyes were turning red from all the drowsiness and constant rubbing.
"Oh! God! You look really unwell. Probably effected by the jerks from the car being toppled." Sheryl looked at the boy's sulking face and red eyes.
"No!" *yawn* " I am just sleepy. Actually too sleepy. But I do not want to sleep." Kareem thought of his dreams and shivered a bit at the thought of having them again. "I am scared!" He looked at Sheryl with a face, that could melt anybody's heart. "I am very very scared of sleeping now! I will get scary dreams. Keep talking to me." The man confessed to her. This was the first time he spoke to anybody about being scared of his dreams.
"But you are fine. I think it is the post- accidental trauma. It happens. But you need to rest. If... If you want you can sleep the night over here. I will keep a watch on you." Sheryl pursed her lips. "As it is, you do not look like you have the energy to go all the way, even upto the car." Sheryl looked at his muscular body and pondered if the man topples or slips, she will not be able to even lift his, even more than his one arm.
"Are.. You sure?" Kareem looked at the girl, trying to hide his happiness and surprise. His eyes opened widely.
"Yes. Untill and unless you are comfortable and fine with sleeping in somebody else's house." Sheryl pursed her lips, feeling intimidated again standing in front of the half naked man, who was looking her as if a 5 year boy looks at a chocolate fountain.
"No! I do not have issues. Maybe I will sleep peacefully after a long time, if you keep a check on me." Kareem once again pondered about his dreams and then looked at the girl. "Maybe, you are the cure."
"Huh? Cure to what?" Sheryl frowned, not understanding his words.
"N... nothing! I think I do not know what I am speaking, due to the medications. I am going to lie down. Please be with me. Please." The boy pleaded, feeling helpless and scared, looking in her eyes.
"Sure. I am there with you. Just relax and lie back down, while i'll bring the comfortor for you. Make sure you do not put pressure on your wounds." Sheryl looked at the man with concerned eyes. He looked genuinly scared now and she assumed it was probably due to the accident he had just been into.
Kareem quickly got up and took off his belt. He then lied down carefully on one side of the bed, taking deap breaths and while the girl left the room, to get a fresh comfortor for him.
As soon as the girl returned, she was surprised to see that the man was already sleeping peacfully. He was lying down on his left arm, making sure not to effect the other wounded and scratched arm. Sheryl smiled and unfolded the comfortor covering him till his shoulders. The man was sleeping in the pose of a scared child. She climbed on top of the other side of the bed, checking the man's forehead wound once again.
"So now I have three kids to look after tonight!" The girl whispered caressing Kareem's hair lightly, sweetly smiling at him. As soon as she retraced her hand and turned to leave, Kareem held the girl's hand possessively, half asleep and tried to open his watery eyes. "I am scared. Do not leave my side please. Please.... Please.... Plea....." He pleaded falling asleep once again, while still holding her hand. His body posture grew a bit relaxed.
Sheryl looked at the sleeping man in hesitation and then at her hand, which was now hugged possessively by him, close to his chest. She could feel his hot tempratured chest on her hand, making her feel sorry for the boy. "He really has high fever."
She sat down on the corner of the bed, looking at him, while her hand outstretched, being held by him. She kept looking at him for a few more minutes, till her eye lids started drooping. "Oh! Dear! I am so sleepy." She opened her eyes wide and saw the man was still holding her hand close to his chest, very tightly. She looked at him for a few more minutes, untill her head dropped down on the pillow and she fell asleep besides him, her legs hanging down from the bed and her footwears still 'on.'
"I do not want anything of that sorts." Kareem let out a loud yawn, feeling drowsy due to the effect of the strong medicines. "Neither do I want to take advantage of you at all. Yes, that is true, that I fell for you, the moment I saw you, and do want to make love to you but not in a bad way, but in a pure way. I want to grip your soul and make it mine and I want to hug you tight till you start smelling like me!" Kareem looked passionately in her eyes, moving a little closer to her. Sheryl shivered a bit at the man's passionate and enticing words. "Th... That will not be possible." She nodded her head in disapproval? feeling extremely coy at the growing tense and sensual vibes between them. "I do not love you." She stood awkwardly taking a few steps back. Kareem smiled looking at the intimidated girl. "Then I will wait till eternity, so that you say yes to me. I will keep proving my love to you, even till my death, in the hope that someday, you will believe me." Kareem looked in her eyes, his head getting drowsy from all the recent events that has happened lately. He had not slept from past two nights, making his eyes's vision blurr. "You are just effected by the medications. That is why you are speaking like this. You look really sleepy. Come, I shall take you to your house." Sheryl looked at the boy, who was now rubbing his eyes, trying to concentrate on the girl. His eyes were turning red from all the drowsiness and constant rubbing. "Oh! God! You look really unwell. Probably effected by the jerks from the car being toppled." Sheryl looked at the boy's sulking face and red eyes. "No!" *yawn* " I am just sleepy. Actually too sleepy. But I do not want to sleep." Kareem thought of his dreams and shivered a bit at the thought of having them again. "I am scared!" He looked at Sheryl with a face, that could melt anybody's heart. "I am very very scared of sleeping now! I will get scary dreams. Keep talking to me." The man confessed to her. This was the first time he spoke to anybody about being scared of his dreams. "But you are fine. I think it is the post- accidental trauma. It happens. But you need to rest. If... If you want you can sleep the night over here. I will keep a watch on you." Sheryl pursed her lips. "As it is, you do not look like you have the energy to go all the way, even upto the car." Sheryl looked at his muscular body and pondered if the man topples or slips, she will not be able to even lift his, even more than his one arm. "Are.. You sure?" Kareem looked at the girl, trying to hide his happiness and surprise. His eyes opened widely. "Yes. Untill and unless you are comfortable and fine with sleeping in somebody else's house." Sheryl pursed her lips, feeling intimidated again standing in front of the half naked man, who was looking her as if a 5 year boy looks at a chocolate fountain. "No! I do not have issues. Maybe I will sleep peacefully after a long time, if you keep a check on me." Kareem once again pondered about his dreams and then looked at the girl. "Maybe, you are the cure." "Huh? Cure to what?" Sheryl frowned, not understanding his words. "N... nothing! I think I do not know what I am speaking, due to the medications. I am going to lie down. Please be with me. Please." The boy pleaded, feeling helpless and scared, looking in her eyes. "Sure. I am there with you. Just relax and lie back down, while i'll bring the comfortor for you. Make sure you do not put pressure on your wounds." Sheryl looked at the man with concerned eyes. He looked genuinly scared now and she assumed it was probably due to the accident he had just been into. Kareem quickly got up and took off his belt. He then lied down carefully on one side of the bed, taking deap breaths and while the girl left the room, to get a fresh comfortor for him. As soon as the girl returned, she was surprised to see that the man was already sleeping peacfully. He was lying down on his left arm, making sure not to effect the other wounded and scratched arm. Sheryl smiled and unfolded the comfortor covering him till his shoulders. The man was sleeping in the pose of a scared child. She climbed on top of the other side of the bed, checking the man's forehead wound once again. "So now I have three kids to look after tonight!" The girl whispered caressing Kareem's hair lightly, sweetly smiling at him. As soon as she retraced her hand and turned to leave, Kareem held the girl's hand possessively, half asleep and tried to open his watery eyes. "I am scared. Do not leave my side please. Please.... Please.... Plea....." He pleaded falling asleep once again, while still holding her hand. His body posture grew a bit relaxed. Sheryl looked at the sleeping man in hesitation and then at her hand, which was now hugged possessively by him, close to his chest. She could feel his hot tempratured chest on her hand, making her feel sorry for the boy. "He really has high fever." She sat down on the corner of the bed, looking at him, while her hand outstretched, being held by him. She kept looking at him for a few more minutes, till her eye lids started drooping. "Oh! Dear! I am so sleepy." She opened her eyes wide and saw the man was still holding her hand close to his chest, very tightly. She looked at him for a few more minutes, untill her head dropped down on the pillow and she fell asleep besides him, her legs hanging down from the bed and her footwears still 'on.'
