Love And Desire

He was walking so fast, I couldn’t catch up with him. Is this how to give someone a walk? He has long legs and I can’t compare.

I already told him countless times to slow down but he just said if I can’t walk along without nagging, then I should go in and take a nap.

That’s rude!

The next thing, he’s humming a song. Now, tell me who’s making the noise – or better still, nagging?

I stood and wait to catch my breath. Hoping he would stop, no, he continued.

I just told him am going to pee and he didn’t show approval. I left on my own but along the way, something pierce into my foot – underneath my cheap converse sneaker like a needle.

I wince and bend over to check on it. Seriously? A pin? Damn this pin! If not for my weak sneaker sole, it’d had cause a serious damage on my foot.

As I took it off, I heard someone’s phone ringing from afar me – behind.

It was Harry’s.

I pause to eavesdrop. And this was what I heard.

“How many? Two would be enough. Send them over to my hotel - presidential suite. Thank you.”

Who was he talking with and who are the people he sent for? And another thing, why the mention of a HOTEL?

I know good things don’t usually happens there. I’ve never ever being to a hotel or motel before but I have clue that it’s all about something lusty.