She tried to walk away, about to give up, when she saw a familiar car parked in the most hidden part of the parking lot. Being Zandro's fan long enough, she knew that it was his car, a black pickup truck. She can even remember the plate number and that she was sure it was Zandro's car.
Then, she saw security guards coming their way to the car. They must be getting the player's car and something in Zara's mind that sparked an idea.
She sneakily went behind the pick-up truck and hid on it. The truck was filled with something covered under the tarpaulin. Inside was actually just a bike, boxes, probably tools, spare stuff, and some other things she didn't know and probably only men can relate to.
She covered herself under the tarpaulin, and she didn't have any idea where she would be going. She was just too excited to know and imagine that she will be going with Zandro and she will finally know his home.
In a while, the car began to grumble as it was ignited. The guard took the car towards the center of the crowd, shaving the fans away, where Zandro was there, smiling, waving with his fans while waiting for his car.
As soon as the car was in front of him. With his last wave, Zandro got to the driver's seat, replacing the guard who took the car for him. There were some other player's cars following him. However, some fans still noticed Zara hiding behind Zandro's car as it was about to dash off in the area. They yelled to warn Zandro in the driver seat, but with his earbud on his ear and closed windows. He wouldn't hear them.
Zara only leaves a winning smirk towards the other angry fans.
She was too excited, but it seemed the trip was long enough that she fell asleep behind Zandro's car. She only woke up after she noticed the car stopping. Slowly she crawled and picked on the glass to see the driver's side and saw Zandro got out of the car. She looked around, thinking that they were already in Zandro's home.
However, she didn't see even a single home or building around. All she saw was a vast grassy field. Looking by the road, she noticed that it was not just a few distant roads. It seemed to be a highway, deserted since she didn't see any building from both sides of the horizon where the road ended, just a vast rice field.
Zandro came out of the car and went towards the little bush at the side of the street. His car lights were on, but they were the only vehicle in that area so far. Zandro facing the bush and his side facing Zara's. He pulled down his shorts, and he was still wearing his basketball uniform in the bottom and a white shirt on top. Zandro was about to piddle as Zara saw his huge pisser out.
Zara gasped and covered his gaping mouth with what she saw, and she never thought that she would see Zandro's heavenly dipstick tonight. Well, it may not be the way she imagined, but she still shivered with the sight. It was huge, well maybe, since she had never seen any yet. However, it is she can't stop imagining how it will feel inside her.
She felt like screaming with such unexplainable euphoria that she almost forgot that she didn't want to forget about this. She abruptly took her phone inside her small lady backpack and took a photo of Zandro peeing, and she made sure that weenie was on it and clear on the picture.
She looked over the photo once again and zoomed in on Zandro's dick, and she covered her mouth, stopping herself from shrilling. Yet, Zara couldn't hold her emotion quite enough to share this feeling with someone, and she decided to open her messenger and excitedly messaged Ella with Zandro's photo peeing on it.
However…
Message unsent...
She looked over the data to make sure it was on, then yes, it was. The problem was just it was out of service.
'Wait, are we traveling out of the City?' Zara collected all her thoughts and patched them together. We had traveled long enough that she, in fact, had fallen asleep, and then, no service in the place. Where the heck am I?'
She was about to get agitated but thinking that she was with Zandro, and after seeing his dick, she simply smiled and forgot about it. She was too happy to even worry about anything. Risky and crazy? Nah, she never thought of it as risky, maybe crazy. Yes, she had always been crazy with him anyway. So, none of it would matter to her.
She leaned back to the back wall of the truck beaming, her eyes as dreamy as always been every time Zandro got into her mind. She peeked again at the zoomed image of Zandro's prick, wondering when this prick could literally prick her.
*****
Zandro's father was also a professional basketball player, and she was still new in the orphanage at that time. She was sent there after they picked her up in the middle of the sea.
None of the kid's in the orphanage talked to her much at that time since her language was different from most kids. That she realized she had landed in another country.
It was Christmas, and a certain basketball team was having a sort of community service at that time. It was the team where Zandro's father belonged, and they chose their orphanage for that. They were giving the children a little Christmas party with their own kids. That's why Zandro was also there.
That was the first time Zara saw Zandro. He was a little friendly boy, a little older than her, maybe three to five years. Zara was hiding in one corner since mostly she couldn't relate to their activity and didn't understand what the people were saying, and no one understood her either, so no one would dare to talk to her. Besides, with the trauma and sadness, she felt she looked like a grumpy little kid that other kids even named her duck lips.