R...

Today everything went wrong, it sucked. How can so much crazy stuff happen in one day, tell me? At least the bullynatics got a taste of revenge at the thorny warrior's hand. I've wanted to do this for a long time. My mouth watered with pleasure, it was a delight to see his fist smash that bastard A's nose. I'm not going to write that scoundrel's name here so I don't mess up his beautiful lines... Oh, this was all too much for me... Ah don't you know, it pushed me to do something I never thought I'd have the courage to do... Aha! I loved sitting on that cow Cibelli. A euphoria took over me, it was so good to feel, my emotions boiled. Aha!

Well I'm still not filled with regret. Should I feel this and ask for forgiveness tomorrow? No, I'll take a break... R hugs until tomorrow!

Lucia had drawn from the neck to the shoulders continuing from the face she had started the last time. She stretched out on the bed and slept anyway. At five in the morning her cell phone rang desperately and she was forced to wake up. She checked the records: unknown number. Then she saw the messages and there it was: prickly. Lucia cannot believe it. She threw herself on the bed, despondent. What would the prickly want with her at this hour? She mustered up the courage to get up. Message ringing on cell phone: ''bring the medicines''. She dressed quickly and went to the neighboring lot. He had seen Marcos lying with his face and hands bleeding. She came closer and before she could say anything, he'd asked her not to ask questions, not now.

She'd cleaned him up, stopped the bleeding, and bandaged it up. Marcos carefully rested his head on Lucia's chest like a child. He had been listening to her heartbeat. While she supported the weight of his body. Lucia could see how much he had changed physically, he was fuller, taller, unruly hair. The pretty face and lips any girl would want to kiss. But she wasn't distant about the physical change. She had also acquired beautiful curves from dancing. An impeccable body posture, long layered hair, regular bust, attractive face and fascinating lips.

Marcos forced himself to position himself beside Lucia, relieving her of her weight. Lucia had also done the same, while Marcos's gaze wandered longingly from her breasts to her lips.

- You've become a great nurse... A great... - Marcos boldly ran his hand over Lucia's belly.

- How could you become this? - Lucia said repulsively.

- This what? Squire.

- Bastard. A bastard.

- So you didn't like it? - He said sleepily.

- I'm not a nurse, I'm a dancer.

- And... My... Squire still, isn't it?

- You are an infamous sad and I'm not yours at all - Lucia said getting up.

-You will be what I want you to be for me Lucy-he said convinced of her words.

- Aha! Is this a sect? Get away from me you prickly... - She scoffed turning around ready to leave.

But I depend on you and you know it. - I'll be your hell kitty! -She declared.