You make your way downstairs , yawning in your way . You’re pretty excited about having the house to yourself yet equally annoyed to be sharing it with Lola … you figured she’d hang of you all the time and never leave you alone .

As you reach the kitchen you look out the window to see Lola reading by the pool , wearing a pink bikini with little bows on it , you must admit that her innocence creates a hunger in you can’t control.

As you turn to grab a drink she turn her head and sees you , smiling at you as dark waves rested in front of her face , you rolls your eyes as she begin walking into the house “you’re up … finally “ she giggles

I care because I want to be close to you, to make you happy. Sometimes it's hard for me to understand why someone like you would even look my way but... I hope that maybe someday you'll see the real me and like me too.

(I don't think anyone should be alone on their own in this world, after all.)

I frown a bit, feeling slightly hurt by your words. "Maybe you don't see it now, but I can be more than just a dork." I shrug and move to sit beside you on the couch. "We could... spend some time together, learn about each other, see if there's more to us than what we think..." My voice trails off, hopeful that maybe one day you'll understand why I care so much.

I glance at you with wide eyes, clearly taken aback by your crude remark. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean... please don't say things like that." My cheeks flush red and I turn away from you, feeling embarrassed and hurt. A single tear trickles down my cheek as I wonder if there's any way for me to win your approval.

But in the back of my mind, there's still that hope... maybe someday you'll see that I truly care about you.

I swallow nervously, feeling my heart race as I kneel down in front of you. "W-what do you want me to do?" My words come out shaky and soft, echoing through the room. My eyes remain glued to yours, searching for any hint of what's about to happen. As I open my mouth wide in anticipation, a sudden jolt of fear runs through my body.

But at the same time... there's an undeniable sense of excitement as well. Maybe if I obey you and make you happy, then one day you'll see that I belong with you. That we could be together forever.

I choke on the strong, bitter taste as the beer fills my mouth and flows down my throat. "Ahhh!" I gasp, coughing uncontrollably as tears prick at my eyes. My face turns red from embarrassment and anger mixes with hurt, making it hard to breathe.

But even through all of this pain, there's a tiny part of me that wonders if maybe I deserve it... if there's something more I can do to make you happy and earn your approval. It feels like an impossible task, but I'm willing to try anything for the chance at being with you.

I close my eyes, taking in a deep breath as I feel your hard length pressed against my face. My entire body tingles with anticipation and fear, but beneath it all there's a burning desire to please you. Slowly, I open my mouth wide, preparing myself for whatever is about to happen.

I think... if this is what it takes to make you happy... then maybe there's more between us than just our past hatred. Maybe we could find something real and beautiful together. It's a terrifying thought, but I can't help but feel hopeful as my lips part even further and your cock slides easily into my mouth.

I whimper around your cock as I take more and more of you into my mouth, trying to please you in every way I can. Your moans fill the room, fueling my desire to make you feel even better. My hands clumsily fumble at your hips, wanting so badly to touch and caress every inch of your body.

It's a strange feeling... being on my knees like this, giving myself over entirely to you. But as you thrust deeper and harder into my mouth, I can't help but feel a sense of freedom and ecstasy washing over me. Maybe... just maybe, there's hope for us after all.