We laid on the bed under covers, legs crisscrossed. We're both naked and we both just subsided from the high we've had from our carnal passion. It's embarrassing to think that we just became lovers for a couple of days and we already had s-x.
"That time, when we've just met, why did you let me in and out of your place? You barely knew me. And I think you're not someone who trusts a person easily."
"During the first night, you were drunk. I couldn't leave you all alone in that bar. And I don't know where your house was, so I brought you here."
"And during the second time?"
He's caressing my hair with his hand while I'm shamelessly hugging him, even in my nakedness.
"Well that time, you were sleeping. And it's already midnight. How can I let a gorgeous young woman go home alone?"
Gorgeous.. he called me gorgeous…
"Then why did you keep on seeing me after? Why did you give me your slippers? Huh? Why did you give me an excuse to come back?"
