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CHAPTER NINETY-THREE (ONE NIGHT STAND)

While the man was under the shower, the water suddenly stopped running. There was soaps and foams on his face, the soapy water was now getting into his eyes.

It was peppery and quite itchy. So he decided to call out to Mylar for help.

Miss Mylar!!! He called out loudly.

Mylar was in the kitchen making them coffee when she suddenly heard him calling. She hurried into the room and in her confused state, she forgot that he might not have his clothes on since he was in the bathroom and stupidly ran inside.

Ahhh!! Mylar screamed after seeing him naked, he was alarmed by her screams and so he screamed along with her even though he couldn't see her because of his covered eyes.

In her muddled state, she hit her head on the wall. All of a sudden, her robe loosened and her front part was left uncovered.

She hurried out of the bathroom and ran onto the bed, he came after her, still naked and also jumped onto the bed.

They kept screaming until the man suddenly stopped and asked why they were even screaming in the first place. He cleaned off the soap from his face with the bed cover and saw what was before him, Mylar's beautiful bare body.

Mylar could have covered up her body before he could wipe off the soap from his face but she totally forgot that she was naked.

Wow!! The man gasped as he shamelessly ogled at her body.

"Oh my God, he's staring." Mylar exclaimed aloud, feeling embarrassed.

"I am so sorry." The man apologized and Mylar said after thinking it through.

"Don't be, it's my fault. I ran into the bathroom without thinking and saw you naked and you're still naked, and suddenly, somehow I also got naked, even though half, you've literally seen everything."

"Sorry. But I have to say, you have a nice body and I don't mean to be rude about it." The man said now staring at her with lustful desires.

Mylar herself was experiencing erotic sensations in her body as she also covetously stared at him, from his alluring eyes to his glossy lips, down to his sexy well developed physique and to his machine gun (as she called it in her thoughts)

"God damnit, I can't control myself anymore." The man said in his thoughts as they both continued staring lustfully at each other. They both began feeling amorous and soon the inevitable happened.

He grabbed her and kissed her passionately, their lips pressing tightly against each other, their tongues rolling on each other in their mouths as if they were in a cat fight, their arms moved around each other with great desires burning inside them.

He took off her robe and threw it to the floor, he pressed his hands on her tender skins and he slowly started sliding his right hand into her overly sensitive parts, this activity was giving her a sweet sensation making her show a widespread reaction of excitement.

She laid on the bed and he crouched on her letting in his machine gun and at that moment she let out a deep moan of pleasure.

"Oh my God. You are so big." She praised in a sexy voice.

He rode on her soft and tender body slowly and steadily and soon he became fast, he was taking over, making her moan louder and louder.

Lights off.

"Oh my God, last night was amazing." Mylar said as she turn to face the man she spent the most pleasurable night with but he was gone.

"Like gone? That jerk left me!" Mylar exclaimed after realizing what has just happened to her.

"I don't know him but he could have at least waited to give me a morning kiss or probably his number." Mylar said to herself, she kept talking to herself until she got tired.

She then got up and went into the bathroom to shower.

Ahh!!! Mylar screamed upon seeing someone dancing in front of her TV when she got back, the person was even putting on her pajamas.

"What?" A woman asked casually as she turned to Mylar.

Mom! Mylar called loudly and the woman covered her ears with her hands.

"What are you doing in my house and in my pajamas?" Mylar asked and folded her arms staring at her mom with a cessation of belief.

"Why are you always so serious about everything? I just put on your pajamas, I didn't put on your actual clothes so don't get so hyper." Her mom replied.

Mylar wanted to answer her back when her two very naughty siblings came running in arguing as usual.

"The remote is mine." Said the male.

"Yours my ass. I took it first, so that makes it mine." The female said waving her hand before him. They both started dragging the remote before they heard their mom order.

"Mike, Jenny, stop that."

"What the fuck is wrong with these kids?" Asked a male voice from the door.

"Dad, you're here?" Mylar asked surprised to see him.

"You are suppose to be in Newton right now." Mylar said and went to take a seat, she was beginning to feel sick upon seeing her entire family in her apartment.

Mr and Mrs Rodriguez are both the worst parents in history. Her mom Mrs. Claire Rodriguez is a chain smoker who got pregnant with her after fucking a random man on a soccer field.

And guess who that random man is, Mr. Jeremy Elio Rodriguez whose mom is an African American woman while his dad is a Mexican, a really amazing combination. He is known for his gambling life and his alcohol addiction, so yeah he is completely irresponsible.

"Dad, I am asking you something?" Mylar barked at her dad when he ignored her and kept munching his sandwich.

"Gosh, you are so loud. Yes, I am suppose to be in Newton right now but my dear daughter, something came up." Mr. Jeremy replied casually and his wife sighed, shaking her head.

"Your dad gambled the money you gave him for the business in Newton." She said with a sad tone.

"Hey Claire, you don't have to say it like that. Mylar, I invested it not gambled." Mr. Jeremy said with a smile.

"He did what?" Mylar asked.

"This is the third damn time I have given you money for some foolish business idea and the third time you've gambled with it." Mylar yelled at him almost bringing down the roof, she was fuming with anger.

"This is so exhausting and frustrating, yet they don't seem to understand that." Mylar murmured and sobbed bitterly in her mind.

"Dear, dear. Don't be too upset, you know that's how he is." Mrs. Claire said patting her daughter on the back but Mylar gave her mom a disgusting look.

"How is she any different?" Mylar asked herself.