《AuronPlay & Tu❤》Capitulo 8
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Eres tonta, no vales para el, porque coño sales con el, si te saca DIEZ puñeteros años, este no debería ser mi yerno, es mala influencia, puede dañar a nuestra familia y no lo voy a tolerar|
TN:Pues si a ti no te gusta, me voy, vale???no quiero que me separes de el, me oíste??|
Mamá: PUES NO!!LO VAS A OLVIDAR O POR LAS BUENAS O POR LAS MALAS!!!|
TN:NO ME GRITES, DEJAME EN PAZ|
Pero luego alguien toca la puerta de mi casa, mi madre abre la puerta, y entra un hombre que no reconozco, no se le ve la cara. Entra, me empuja muy fuerte y le propina una puñalada con una navaja a mi madre.
TN:NOOOOOOOO!!!MAMAAAAA!!|grito hecha un manojos de nervios. Pero el hombre suelta a mi madre y va a por mi.
TN:NO, NO, NOOOOOO , DEJAMEEEE!!!
Y luego...
TN:NOOO JODER , NOOOOO!!|
Auron:Cariño que te pasa???|
Como?que cojo... pero que ha pasado?
Auron: Cariño mirame, que te pasa??|
TN:Na...na...nada, no se que pasó|
Auron:Estabas dormida , empezaste a llorar y luego gritaste , decías gritando mama, que fue lo que soñaste??|
Ahhh coño, estaba soñando, ufff, menos mal. Me incorporo, le miro el también, me sonríe y me da un largo y dulce beso, me seca la mejillas. Le cuento todo y el estaba muy serio.
Auron: Ay, pobre de mi niña lo que soñó|me dice abrazandome.
TN:Ya ves, menos mal que solo fue un sueño, porque como hubiera pasado en la vida real...|
Auron:Bebe, ni lo pienses vale?? Un sueño es un sueño, y no todos los sueños se cumplen vale?|me dice mirándome a los ojos.
TN:Si...es verdad | le digo sonriente. No me puedo creer que halla dormido con el, se veía muy guapo sin camisa, y con una sonrisa en al cara mientras dormía.
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Auron:Nos damos un baño juntos y te olvidas de la pesadilla?
TN:Vale, mejor.|
Madreeeeee, un baño juntoooooss, bueno, tampoco hay que darle tanta importancia, el ya sabe que soy virgen, así que no pasa naaada.
Auron:Pero mirala que modelo| me dice pícaro mirándome de arriba a abajo.
TN:Y TU TAMPOCO ESTAS MAL EH??|Le digo mirándolo también de arriba a abajo. Es que es la verdad. Se ve muy sexy así sin...ropa. Pero oye oyeeee, que no vamos a hacer nada ehh?? Si el dijo un baño es que ed un baño, el tampoco es tan pervertido y tan morboso, el es caballeroso, y me lo demostró ayer, si cuando dormí con el por la noche ni si quiera hemos hecho el amor, porque el no es de esas personas que quieren tener relaciones cuanto antes. El es de los que si una chica necesita ir despacio, es que es despacio, y en eso lo admiro, y le por eso, por su forma de ser. Gracias a el, salí de la depresión, yo era de las que nunca sonreía, de las que no se relacionaba con el mundo. Pero gracias a el, aprendí a ser mas abierta.
😘😍!!!!Te Amo Mi Rey!!!!😍😘
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