Lady Fox's Diary page 3

I turned my gaze towards the door as I crossed my legs, I was beginning to feel warm, there were too many people in that place, and after all I had spent two years in a convent, where everyone was very "busy" and for that reason the corridors and  Common rooms were lonely and quiet, unless they were used for fucking.  Through the door entered a young man with black hair and elegant clothes, almost similar to those that a butler would wear;  But that was not what was striking, but the fact that he hid his face under a mask that only exposed the lower part of his face.  I admit it, I was mesmerized by the young man, I didn't even know when he had lost me in his appearance, I had never seen anything like what he represented.

- I like

I smiled discreetly and turned to the bar.  I finished my drink and put the empty glass on the bar, although my gaze was fixed on that man, whose appearance had really captured me in every way.  He himself began to walk towards the bar, sitting right next to me, curious, because there were more places available.  The bartender quickly approached the bar, he seemed to be a man known for this area, at least for the bartender.

-As usual

-Marching

I will never forget that voice that paralyzed me, took my breath away and made me stir.  A strong, decisive, hoarse voice;  but so devoid of emotions.  The boy left quickly to prepare the drink of the man that I discreetly saw again, he was more attractive up close, and it led me to wonder what he was under that mask that gave him an air of mystery.  He had a curious smell, a perfume that so far seemed familiar to me, but I couldn't remember from where;  Although seeing his eyes did not matter much, rather it bothered me with myself for not remembering where I had seen those blue half-purple eyes before.

I couldn't take my eyes off him, everything about this man was so familiar to me, but at the same time so strange.  That leads me to think, will I meet him from a dream?  I don't know, but I'm not going to let him go away like he came.  I felt so strange, like an inexperienced fool who had just fallen before his hunter.  Questions began to assail my head despite those already present.  At what point had I blushed so much?  Why didn't he say anything?  Had I forgotten my flirting tricks?  I don't know, I feel useless, I only know that at this moment everything had been reduced to a vague memory, and the drawing of the masked face remained in my head.

-Ah, I already have it

I saw his gaze change his position, he had intentions to look at me but he avoided it, however, my face pointed forward but my gaze was towards him.

- "Angel or devil", right?

He framed a funny smile

-I see

I put the glass between my fingers and brought it in front of me on the bar.

-A bit agitated, don't you think?

You had to change the subject, if he didn't respond to the first one, at least not in words, he had to get them out somehow

-The normal.

And there he made his first, typical pause.

-First time here?.  I do not know his face.

He was talking about my face but he was not looking at me, it was strange.  Soon the bartender came, put down his drink and returned to his work, the masked man took the glass of vodka and drank a little, licking his lips mischievously, to which I smiled.

-Yes

Cross your legs again and place one arm on the bar, to emphasize my chin on it.

-I don't usually go out much.  My ... father ... he is a very strict

Yes ... Father ... I thought and looked away

-I prefer more ..... comfortable environments .... but it was the only place close to home.  It's not okay for me to go too far

-Wow.  And if his father is so strict.  Does he know that his daughter is in a den like this?

-I really hope you didn't find out, there are enough choices;  but I couldn't take being home anymore.  My sisters are a little ... noisy ...

I sighed, not everything was a lie, except for the fact that my parents passed away when I was a child.  But otherwise ... It was all true, if you looked at it from a certain more twisted point of view.

-A very large family?

He asked and he motioned for the bartender to refill his glass, he had finished it in just a few lines of conversation, apparently he would not be the type of man to drag himself with alcohol;  although as the boy approached he murmured something else.

-A little, well, yes, and quite a bit

I sighed I made a small pout of reproach towards myself

-And you? Are you from around here?

-Yes.

I just answer

So cold in relationships with other people, it must be a bonfire in bed.  He only limited himself to answering with vague words what I asked, um, weird.

-Uncomfortable?

-Not.

He replied with equal coldness

Sigh

-He is quite a person for such a lively place

-And you are a very beautiful woman for such a simple place.

He smiled slightly, mischievously and continued his drink

-Here is your margarita, beautiful lady, courtesy of the lord

The young bartender's words echoed in my mind, in front of me was a new glass of margaritas.  I gave him a smile that made him look nervous, I just chuckled and took the glass with the classic thoughtful elegance.

-Thanks

I started by taking a small drink, it was stronger than the previous one, I suppose because of who paid for it.

-Although I'm not someone to drink a lot, I can't go far from home to have fun, after all I can't leave my father alone for long

-To not be someone to drink, he knows how to do it

-They are called "moments of loneliness"

-I understand, although you shouldn't worry about your family being here, you came to spend some time away from everything.  Wouldn't it be normal to forget about her for a moment?

I took a few seconds to answer that, but in the end I had no choice but to give her the reason for her, because she had it, people drink to forget about their problems

-Yes, he's right

She continued to drink little by little, I wouldn't be so stupid to drop myself.  I looked at the environment as trying to distract me, but the gaze always fell sideways in the same place.  The masked.  Although I think he was starting to like that.  Shortly after finishing her drink, he set the empty glass on the bar and stood up.

-Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm leaving.

I give myself a kind smile, maybe too much;  and he prepared to leave as he himself arrived.  He kept his eyes on the bar, he felt too many strange things, like the desire to succumb to it;  And I don't know why, but in a slight slip I lowered my hand towards my sex to caress it over my panties, and it was a surprise to find such humidity.

-Beautiful lady.

I woke up from my trance to the voice of the young bartender.

-He asked me to give him this

He placed in front of me a small glass of purplish liquid.  I looked in the direction of the man, but I could not catch the image of him in the room, he had disappeared, so I fixate my gaze on the young man in front of me.

-What is it?

Bring the little glass closer to me

-Our best drink

An inevitable smile was drawn

-Fire Violeta is called.

- ~ Here's something weird ~

-How strong is it?

-The common description is that of a small flame that causes a fire

After saying this I go back to her stuff.  I took a deep breath, took the glass, and took it by one.

The drink was strong, I felt how it burned wherever it passed, and not only that, its smell and flavor had been etched on my palate.  All my senses were hit at once, and a heat began to cover my body;  a heat that only grew more intense with each passing minute, and that stimulated every part of me, even the already high libido and need for sex that I tried to ignore.

-Ah ~

I bit my lower lip and brought my legs together, squeezing them, while placing my hand in the middle of them.

-D-god

~ What the hell was that, that man.  Ah ~

I lowered my head slightly and began to breathe with the intention that this strange sensation would pass.