” I said, “I will cook, senorita, just you wait.” I kissed her cheek and went to the kitchen. Actually, I don’t know that much cooking. I just...made Chapathi (I know you guys are laughing in your mind).For that, I made peas curry and also made raita and pomegranate juice for two. She went upstairs to freshen up. I arranged the dining table with plates and stuff. I always wanted to go on a candlelight date. But I don’t wanna run for candles right now. Nah I will pass. I am lazy you know. I too. In fact, he found a number of other problems I had not even noticed. An hour later all the work was done. As we stood in the kitchen afterward he asked if I had any Coke. Before I could answer, I got cupped as before with my body pressed up against the kitchen sink. I did not hold back and simply gave my stiffening cock free reign. Gerald’s fingers were a lot more active than ever before.Extending my right hand I rubbed over his package. When my fingers enclosed around his thick shaft I was. When I was done ranting and raving, I looked over at Wetzel to see his reaction; more like to see if he understood that whoever did this to him, was just as good as finished, I thought he’d be shaking in his seat. Quite the contrary, he looked relieved, smiling almost, happy it seemed. And no matter how much I loved it when he was scared or needed my protection, I was glad to see he was ok. For the first, time and almost immediately after I let him know he had nothing to worry about, that he. “What are you?” I murmured out loud, both fascinated and repulsed.“What I had to become to survive,” she answered, cold amusement coloring her voice. “Not unlike you.”Not knowing how to respond, I held my tongue. This time I stepped back in response to her moving forward once more, not unlike an unwitting dance partner just now learning the steps. She paused, smiling for the first time, revealing a mouth full of needle-like teeth. Shivering, I backed up against the bars, my shoulders pressing.