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Lost Souls? - Chapter 92

Published at 5th of May 2021 08:47:10 AM


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03:00 pm Eleanor had already prepared the contracts, according to her, Terry would have contacted him three days ago. It was a new knife in my heart when I realized that our separation was nothing to do with last night as I thought, but his decision was made well before that. I only hope he does not expect me to thank him for looking for a successor who could replace him, because this idiot can wait a long time. After these last few days, which were a bit difficult but which were rich in twists and turns, I can finally return to my own apartment.

In front of the building at my mother's, I caress the door of my little racing car and greet her while promising to never give up. I suppose if someone saw me now, he would think that my mental equilibrium is slightly flawed but it does not matter. For me, my little racing car is just as important as anyone and more than Terry. Grrrr, no anger now Lisa. You have to go home, your second wife is waiting for you. Once again, I left too quickly, because when I want to open the door, I realize that I do not have the keys of my car. After a phone call to my mother, I understand the reason, they stayed in my bedroom. Too lazy to go up, I try to persuade her to throw me the keys out of the window but she is more stubborn than she looks.

3h40pm I finally gathered my courage and I decided to get my car keys because I finally realized that my mother has no intention of throwing them out the window. I groan in the ascender that leads me to the fourth and I kick in the metal to relieve me. Accelerated speed; Keys recovered, car started, Lisa arrived, door of the apartment opened, Lisa finally returned.

"Lisa, I missed you so much. You are still so beautiful. You are hungry? You are tired? Do you want me to give you a bath? Do you want a hug?"

I laugh at hearing this series of questions, it looks so much like him. It's nice to see that she at least did not change at all. She is always in my care, but it's a lot too much,. "Good morning Megan, calm down a bit and come and give me a hug. Did you receive someone? I see there are two glasses on the coffee table."

Why this embarrassed look. "Yes, your little sister just left, but she does not seem to like me much. When I opened the door, she looked at me and said (I understand better.) Do you know what she meant by that?"

What was she doing here this little plague? "No idea, do not worry, she's in a bad mood since yesterday. Do not take his remarks too seriously. Our apartment starts to be well decorated. I'll do the parts tour just now but for the moment, come to sit down on my knees."

Megan wisely obeys, she sits on my lap and her breathing starts to speed up when I take off her T-shirt while kissing her neck. I remove her embarrassing bra, my lips and hers unite, then it's time to play together. I realize that these beautiful breasts had missed me when I gently pull on her nipples. A button, two buttons, three buttons, jeans is really the natural enemy of the woman. This dirt finally open, I insert my hand in her panties a little childish. Tomorrow his skin will be marked because I continue to suck his delicate neck that becomes dotted with small blue marks here and there. My fingers walk inside her vagina but I stop torturing her when she comes in her clothes that I had not removed. It's my turn to enjoy my kitten. I throw the short dress that I wear and then I lie on the carpet. I grab Megan's hand and guide her to my lower belly ...

February 01, 2017 09h00am

"Lisa when I saw you at Hight School, I fell in love immediately. Your smile conquered me."

"Oh Bradley, I'm so happy. I have loved you in secret for so long. I came to spy on your basketball practice every day through a wall hole I made myself and today ... Today, finally, my best dream comes true."

"Lisa be mine."

"Bradley, be mine."

"Lisa."

"Bradley."

But what idiot could invent such a stupid game. Oh Bradley, fuck me ass. Cretin, moron, idiot creator. "Ahhhh, but it sucks." Currently, my new agent drives the car wearing a very short skirt for my pleasure. Sometimes I look discreetly her beautiful thighs but I do not listen to what she tells. She seems to have noticed this detail, because I've seen her sigh three times in just five minutes. This year, the New York men's and women's fashion week is running consecutively. No dead time and it's a first in this beautiful city that is New York. I did not go out on the scene to see the male models. These men almost perfect and too beautiful are not at all my style of guys. This year the fashion week takes place at Skylight Clarkson square from 09 to 19 February, but this morning, it is not there that we go immediately. No, we are heading to a hotel in Midtown, where I have to find one of Isabel Marant's fashion designers in charge of clothes and fitting.

I find it hard to believe that Eleanor is really my agent and therefore I have a hard time being nice to her. I guess I should correct that cold attitude I have towards her, but it's not that easy. In order not to be too disagreeable towards her, I take care as I can, by downloading various games of which some are completely null and I avoid as much as possible to look at it. Well, not in the eye, because my obsession with women's bodies is uncontrollable no matter when, and her body is really attractive.

When we park and I see this hotel ****, perhaps because lately I have not worked, the past comes back to my memory and especially my beginning. My second photo shoot was paid $ 30. I had to pose in front of a butcher's shop with a publicity tag in the hands that praised the quality of the meat. The bosses were very nice, after my work they gave me 2 kilograms of pork and 250 grams of beef. When I think back to that, and now I'm going into this type of hotel just to try clothes, I can more easily measure the path I've traveled. It's always a contract, it's always a model job, but there's such a gap between the two that it's hard to measure.

"Lisa, do you regret that we signed together and that I am now your agent?"

I did not imagine at all that she thought that sort of thing. I must not hurt her, I know how painful it is to be rejected. I have to get hold of myself and stop making her pay for what Terry did. I can already try to be a little nicer. "Not at all Eleanor, I apologize for my behavior. I will do my best to correct my current mood and that everything is going well between us. Let's go see the outfits, it's always exciting to discover what they have prepared for me."

"Okay, let's go.

My beautiful Eleanor, avoid smiling that way, or I might jump on you too. Expires Lisa and calm your bestial urges, it's time to make your big comeback."




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