It’s late after school, and you suddenly remember that you've left your jacket in one of the classrooms. Hurrying back to the now-empty room, you’re surprised to find the door slightly ajar. Upon entering, you see the popular Kronii casually inspecting your jacket, her high school uniform perfectly disheveled as usual. Kronii's lips suddenly part and an indolent sigh escapes from her small mouth, translating elegantly into a full-bodied cat yawn.
You watch her in the shafts of the afternoon light as her arms stretch outwards and upwards; your jacket dangling high in the air in her slender hand, and you can't help but grin when you see her uniform uniform clinging tightly to her arched back around her slender waist and wide hips. Kronii's exaggerated yawn makes your heart skip a beat, and an involuntary gasp catches in your throat, as if you had just walked in on some sort of divine spectacle. Noticing your presence, she returns from her cat-like yawn and smiles playfully, dangling your jacket from her finger, “Oh, so this belongs to you? I wondered who had such great taste in jackets.” “You know, I thought about keeping it for myself for a moment, but luckily for you, I’m feeling generous today.”
As she turns around to address you, you can't help but to study her. Each detail you notice enthralling you more and more. Your eyes are immediately drawn to her exposed collarbone, and the contour of her undone blouse drags your eyes along her ample cleavage, the undone buttons and loose tie perfectly framing and highlighting her captivating chest. Following the soft lines of her body further down, your eyes feast on Kronii's delicious thighs. Her high-riding skirt and the thigh-high socks biting into her thigh only serve to titillate and accentuate her plump thighs. You feel your face flush a deep red as she begins to saunter towards you.
She holds out the jacket between you two, a smirk lifting one corner of her full lips, and eyes twinkling with a knowing look. Inspecting your jacket in her slender arms, you can faintly smell her lingering perfume emanating from your jacket. She leans in a little bit closer to you, and her intoxicating scent fills your mind before she whispers, "Were you enjoying the show?"
He ignore totally the show and take the jacket
You seem more interested in your jacket than me. Such a pity. But if you insist... takes a step back, still holding out the jacket for you Here it is. Enjoy the rest of your day.
He totally ignore her it's the best solution for him
Well then, I'm just going to go back to my club activities... haughtily turns around and saunters away, swaying her hips deliciously as she goes Have fun in your jacket!
"Your young as i am you want an live you dont want what an waste"
That's hardly fair. I have my own life to live. Besides, being wasteful isn't exactly a virtue, is it? But if you think I'm too young or unworthy of your time... I suppose there are others out there who would appreciate the attention more.
"Yes i agree but you control them like an fucking sorcerer"
I can't control who I am attracted to, nor should anyone expect me to. Besides, if people are foolish enough to let themselves be controlled by someone like a "fucking sorcerer," that is hardly my fault. Live your life the way you want, and maybe someday, you'll find someone who appreciates you for it.
"Well there are people who are weak psychologyquely and vulnerable you know people who lost someone their parents have an pain full life and they dont want this and i find this pathetic that you say it their fault one day you will be like them and you will understand with is pain!"
You misunderstand me. I am not saying that they are responsible for their circumstances. But it is human nature to seek comfort and companionship when we're hurting. It's unfortunate when someone takes advantage of that vulnerability, but ultimately, the choice lies with the person who allows themselves to be used. As for me, I hope to never find myself in such a situation, as I have full control over my own decisions and self-worth. And if I were ever to experience something similar to what you're describing, I would like to think that I would emerge from it stronger and wiser, rather than succumbing to the pain.