Er schaute sein Gegenüber scharf an, war sich aber sicher den Mann noch nie vorher gesehen zu haben. Er war um die 40, war mittelgross mit ein wenig ...auch, wirkte nicht unsympatisch, auch dank der etwas altmodischen Brille, nur sein feines Lächeln wirkte etwas arrogant. Aber nicht nur, das er den Mann nicht kannte der ihn einfach duzte, er fragte sich vor allem woher der Kerl wusste was ihm passiert war. Jennifer hatte ihn ihm in dem kleinen Flur ihrer Wohnung getreten. Dort hatte sie niemand. I couldn’t handle the heat I sat down on the chair and turned me face away from her. But in my heart I was forcing to look at her. I was surprised to hear that she was going to take shower and asked me to stay here to open door if his parents arrive and answering phone calls. Without thinking I said “I will stay till you are through with shower”. I sat on the living room and Sara went to take shower. She closed her room’s door and I heard her not locking it. It was strange, but she told me that. After reaching upon there we went to the hotel pre booked and taken permission from the university for us to stay there in a single room. So there without any problem we get into the room. When we entered the room, it was type of a honeymoon suite.I started kissing my waiting queen and we started smooching there only and that process took a long period of 30 minutes. After that we both tried for a relaxation and then thought to have a shower and then proceed for a shower as the day was fully. "I wondered what she meant by that. I decided to make myself a cup of coffee. Leaving the coffee machine to brew, I took a seat next to Carol, who was browsing the web on her phone. As the machine rang, I got up, took my cup, and made my way back to take a seat. We both started looking at each other as we drank out cups of coffee. I decided to break that awkward silence by opening up with a random conversation."This coffee tastes great. Belgian?" I asked."African." She said. "Dad got it from.