Hey, a doubt… Do you strip me? ch. 0

What is!? Would be her eyes? Her lips? Her hair? The development of things? Or just lust…?

And so, these and other doubts that together with these sensations swirled in my mind like an infinity of questions that I didn’t do more than questioned and questioned, they were enough to that I would lose any sense of time, fact that kept me at the same time doubtful about how many hours had passed, until the light of dawn came through the window, and instinctively led me to pretend that I was sleeping. Habit that had saved me from seeing her in the face, then, not for a long time this girl got up.

Oh God, is she dressing? How long would she has been awake? She would be watching me…? - I didn’t expect her to wake up so fast! And this simple fact shook me and disturbed me, filling my mind with endless new thoughts, that gnaw me cruelly from inside without signs of stopping, and that they were only interrupted by the sound of the door closing.

Immediately and in a small debauchery, I turned and quickly I went to the door, but when I was standing in front of it, my hands were shaking and I was not allowed to turn the lock. I wanted to scream for her to wait a second, but the words didn’t come out of my mouth, my throat felt contracted, the vision suddenly began to cloud me and next to it my conscience began to spin. By the time I stopped feeling like I was spinning, I understood that I was shaking kneeling at the door, and that I couldn’t escape from whatever was behind me, I knew something was coming! Because I felt chills that ran through my entire spine, and that was more and more intense until, when I was about to be swallowed, for whatever it was that wanted to swallow me, I was awakened by the sound of the door closing and I realized that I was actually sleeping and that I had not gotten up, to which I was quickly redirecting towards the door, just to end up in the same thing and repeat this cycle over and over again, until finally I accepted that tonight, that this meeting would be the first and the last, and that it would become a memory destined for oblivion. And then, after being enveloped by a warm feeling and surrounded by a short period of silence, I finally... woke up.

I left this part to communicate with you at the end, since I find it more comfortable to read, because you go straight to the story, or so I think. What you think?

I hope you liked it, it is the synopsis and the prologue of a short story that I have planned to publish, which I hope will be of your liking. And about the image, it was drawn by me and then while I was scanning it I gave it this effect and I liked it.

I want to thank my great friend @jcvgd for the translation of this text.

See you later!