It's not my first time to go to the club, but it's my first time to see him.
He is very handsome. . . But he's in a state like a dying man.
I was drunk, but I was sure my consciousness was complete.
I helped him, but he whispered. . .
"Let me lay eggs."
Wow. . . They're laying eggs! ,

My Boyfirend Is An Alien

IwentbacktomyroomandletGwynethbetiedthere,tryingtokeepmyheartoutofGwyneth,eventhoughIaskedhertousesexytoneandsexyeyes.


Gwentwasn'ttheonlyonewhoneededpatience,andIneededpatiencetoo,otherwiseGwentwouldn'thaverecovered.


Itwasnotuntilthenextnightthattheboundmanhadimprovedandwascalledcompletelygone,soIloosenedthelocksonmywristsandfeet,withonlyaslightwearyposture.SoIgaveGwintginabalancepillagainasGenesissuggested.


"IthinkI'mgoingtodie.Yougayalienhurtmeandhurtmywaist."Hestartedcomplaining,complainingaboutmeandlisteningtoGwintalkaboutPhillia.


"Youtoo,youknowIdiditbecauseofthemedicine,insteadofdoingitgentlywithmyhands,withloosewaistandbackpain,areyoutakingadvantageofyouropportunitytodoit?"


Iglancedatthewrinkledfaceandtherewasnoargument.HowcanIargue?It'snotthatImissedmychance,it'strue,butit'sallforGwent.Iwanttoargue,butforgetit.Gwentkeptcomplaining.That'sgood.


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