Patrick pressed the bell of Lynn"s house, no one answered that bell. It just an awkward quietness at eleven in the evening between the rings of the bell.Lynn: "Come on in. The door isn"t locked. Locked it though when you come in."
Patrick entered Lynn"s house. Her house was a one-story house with a small garden in the back. Though it was already dark there, you couldn"t go to the garden.
Patrick walked through the hallway, "Lynn, where are you?" He was searching for him in that house.
"I"m here, living room," Lynn shouted from the living room. Patrick walked in that direction.
Lynn was sitting on the L-style couches. She was wearing a light pink pajama. She was watching a midnight movie alone in that room. Patrick could tell that she didn"t wear any bra due to his keen eyes.
"What took you so long Patrick?" Lynn invited Patrick to sit beside her.
"Sure, but where should I put my bag?" Patrick asked from the hallway.
"In my room," Lynn said.
"Ok," Patrick walked to her room. Lynn"s room was a big bedroom with a bed, one bathroom, a studying desk with a white laptop, and a fluffy carpet in the middle of it. There was a futon on her bedroom, maybe it was for her guest.
He headed downstairs again and headed back to the couch where Lynn was sitting. "I"m back, where"re your gla.s.ses?" Patrick asked.
"This?" Lynn waved her gla.s.ses, "I rarely use it at home," she put the gla.s.ses down on a coffee table in front of her.
She was watching a romance movie. Maybe that was something that may be considered usual for a girl to watch romance. Patrick sat closer to her. He sat down so close to her that he could smell that girl perfume.
Lynn looked at Patrick, he was wearing a long-sleeve black hooded jacket. That was expected since Patrick was one of the "boys". She would even doubt that Patrick would wear anything else besides pants when he was partying with the boys.
When she took another glance at his face, she noticed that he was looking at her. His eyes were pointing sharply at her, not at her face, but her breast. "What are you looking at?" Lynn asked.
Patrick moved his eyes away, "You?" He said as moved his eyes back at the tv. Boys might think that girls wouldn"t notice that kind of thing, but actually, Lynn noticed his eyes were looking straight at her nipples.
"What are you thinking?" She wanted to know how would he answer. She tested the courage of his crush that didn"t have any nerve to make a move on her.
"Hmm, what do you mean?" He answered she disliked that he usually tried to avoid a question by answering a question. He just wanted him to have more courage and made a move on her. A hug wasn"t enough, she wanted something more intimate.
"Nah, I mean. Mmm, you know, just forget it," Lynn answered as the movie ended with a kiss scene on a sunset. She switched the TV so it could play a YouTube channel on it.
They used Patrick"s phone to stream the video on the TV, and oh boy. The search history was something that you expect from a dictator"s friend.
[Waterboarding Demonstration]
[HK416 Silenced]
[How to establish a nation]
[What is BDSM?]
[How to have a harem]
[Who is Saddam Hussein?]
[NSFW tips]
"As expected," Lynn thought as she looked at his search history. Patrick pointed out a video about some experiments. It was an experiment of extracting Lidocaine from an a.n.a.l lube. Who was in the right mind to watch that kind of video? Oh, I know, it was me.
She enjoyed watching that random video with Patrick although that kind of video was more fitting for Aiden since he was the one that always in the lab and had the tool to do so. Still, she would do anything to make Patrick did something for her.
After they watched that Video, Lynn took an initiative, "Could I have a hug with you?" She asked as she opened her hands.
"Ok," Patrick let his body fell to her embrace. His face turned red again from embarra.s.sment. But this time, she noticed that Patrick had built his courage more that he no longer stutters when he talked to her which was quite nice.
His warm body and his big figure were very suitable for her. She enjoyed it very much, "Hmm, could you be my pillow for tonight?"
Patrick looked at her, "Sure," she put her head at Patrick"s thigh and slept on it. His thigh was soft and fluffy and warm. The clock had shown that it was midnight, at 12.00 o"clock.
"I think, you better go to the bed now," Patrick said as he looked at the girl that was sleeping on her thigh. Too bad, though, she had fallen asleep on his thigh.
"In this situation, I want to do this and that, but my moral guidance simply doesn"t allow that to happen," he tried to wake Lynn up, but it was useless. She was sleeping as deep as a dead person.
Patrick carried her to her bedroom and placed her into her bed. She looked cute. He sat down and he took a picture of her. It"s going to be in his collection.
"I think I won"t take a contract this weekend. This is time for us," Patrick thought as he wanted to left the bed, but a hand was holding him.
"What"s the matter, Lynn?" Patrick asked.
"I want to cuddle with you," Lynn said.
"Under the blanket?" Patrick asked.
"Yes."