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Part 2-

After feeling so sickened by my first impressions towards Sonny, made my body completely warn out with that feeling of wanting to puke. I was feeling the exhaustion increase and hunger intensify, causing my stomach to make diffused, rumbling noises, reasoning my body to break down due to ‘ no meal of the day at all’. Me, of course being stupid to not have the main meal of the day for almost 8 hours or have anything to drink. Before gag a whole pile of puke, I quickly grab something to eat and try to build my strength back to normal.

I’m sitting by the table glancing out of the glass sliding door looking ridiculously confused. My mind was full of dull and boring shit. I am actually talking to myself and thinking I have another psyche that can talk to me about my problems. Whilst boring myself, I realise Sonny is about to come inside and I try to avoid being seen. Right now, I’ll be running. Although I didn’t. I just stood there thinking to myself. My other self actually. I stood their waiting for him to enter the bachelor galore full of sexy girls. I meant girl without the‘s’. And say ‘all eyes on me babe’ with my hand on the kitchen counter arching my backside with my food almost about to fall.

“Lillllllayyyyyyyyy?” What the hell are you doing?” right as he mentioned my name, my heart melted and on the other hand, tipping my food onto the ground.

“Ummmmmmmm………” I say looking dumbfounded hoping to God I don’t do any other humiliating crap.  

“Is something wrong sis?” he mentions. Sis? OMG. I just met the bloody fella, God knows what, and he uses the ‘S’ word. I mean come on.

“Heh. Nooooo. Darrrrrrrrrrrrrr!” sounding completely bitchy,” I looked, confused, but relieved he remembered my name.

“Cool. Ummmmm I was wondering if you wanted to have a drink up with me upstairs”.

“Yeah. That’ll be cool” acting completely tempted. And for a minute, no, just a second really, I wondered if he had feelings for me. In that tiny second I wondered if his feelings for me existed.

I looked really desperate with my hotiliscious, seductive leather bikini on. Therefore, I quickly put my red Lingerie undies on, topped with a tight tank top with ‘Mamacita’ labelled right across the front. For sure that’ll get his attention. I was too anxious. Not because I got to talk to him with complete attention. Not of course getting drunk and what might happen after that. But because I knew the chance of getting to know the real him. The inner him.

I make an entrance through his room and spot him on the bed with his backside flat on the bed and alcohol around opened but full. I sat on the floor next to his bed and leaned against it.

“You’re beautiful, Lilay,’ he whispered.

I lay there for a while and then I feel his hand touch my head and say to me how much I remind him of his ex. I sat on the bed and lean over his body to grab a bottle of vodka to give a boost of confidence. After one drink, I knew it wasn’t enough so I grab another bottle. Except this bottle was as full a cup-of-beer given to bogans. Sonny didn’t seem to talk so I began the conversation.

“Okay. I bet you can’t beat me in scalping shots of whiskey,” I said with an eyebrow raised.

“That’s easy!” he says unpredictably.

“Non-stop. Until one of us is unconscious.”

“Your on!”

He starts off drinking the first glass of whisky already half drunk. Next, is my turn to drink. He watches me as my neck tilts back and my breast stick out breathing with a sigh. He then begins to touch me and compliment my body and how much I remind him of his ex-girlfriend. I didn't know what to say. So I lied to him and tell him how much he reminded me of my ex. I sat up on the bed and put my arms around him, kissing him slowly.  I felt his hand come up across my cheek. He was a loving, caring person. His need to touch my face or hair made me feel closer to him now that I’m with him.

‘ You’ve the most smoothest skin I have ever felt.’

‘ Well you have the most hottest bod I have ever seen.”

We lay down holding each other, laughing and touching each other. My hand slowly crawls up and down his abbs and arms. I couldn’t resist the feeling of his whole body.

‘ I suppose you like me, aye?” he teases

‘ Maybe, Maybe.’

We both burst out laughing, holding each other as tightly as we could and I felt comfortable with the freedom he had. I would never have been able to do that without being drunk. His hand slowly came up my back and I felt so ticklish. But I didn’t want him to think I was a flinch. I cursed myself for not wearing a bra at all. I was embarrassed. Just say he felt my nipple and got grossed and instantly turned because I was his sister. I just layed half on him while he comforted me. He kissed my forehead and said he loved me. I felt his hand press towards my ass and literally left it there. When I think of it now I can’t remember what happened next, except  that I was bolder than I ever imagined. He kissed me for so long that I felt my lip bleed….but it was all good!!