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Divided

Chapter 5 : Manoso's Girl

It was close to eight when I looked into the mirror. I was waering a short red skirt and a blue top with a huge neck line, my hear was open and falling around my face in wild locks and my make up was flashy and sexy.

And I was feelingt sexy, my hormones hadn't just vanished. Unfortunately.

I hoped I would survive an evening around Ranger and his f showergel. It would be hard to concentrate.

"Babe?"

GOSH. Why does he always have to scare me like this.

"Shit Ranger, maka a noise, wouldn't you?"

He smiled.

"I stood here for nwarly 10 minutes and you were just staring into the mirror, muttering something about showergel."

Shit. I turned at least three shades of red.

Now he was grinning.

"Babe, I told you to give me a sign, when you need help getting control over those hormones of yours, didn't I?" He was walking closer, our eyes locked in the mirror. I couldn't move and I certainly couldn't breathe.

He stood behind me, his hands stroking my hips.

"We still have a little bit of time, maybe we shoul release a few of them."

His one hand moved up and under my top, the other one moved down and under my skirt. My body seemed to have a mind of his own, because I shuddered and my head went back to lean into his shoulder. Our eyes were still locked and I could see that his were totally balck and mine seemed to be a dark blue. Wow, my eyes looked good when I was feeling sexy, I looked good when I was feeling sexy.

He chuckeled. "Babe, your always looking sexy, but when your even feeling so you look like pure sex. Every mans dream."

"So I'm your dream?" I ratehr moaned than said since his one hand was now touching the hem of my bra and the other one was stroking around the outlines of my thong.

"Of course you are. I'm just a man, too."

I had to laugh. "Sometimes you seem to have supernatural abillities so I'm not quiet sure about this."

"Like now."

His one hand was softly stroking my breast, the other one reaching into my panties and his mouth was moving down my neck.

Yes definetly NOW.

My breathing became faster and I was moaning so loud that I thought my neighbours would call the police. I was just about to fly to heaven, when his mobile went off.

He tensed and slowly withdrew his hands, one arm sneeking around my hip to held me up to him. I could feel his response to this thing poking into my back and shuddered, he let out a deep breath.

"What!" Okay, he was not happy. I had to smile.

"We will be down soon." Huh?

"Yes, Tank, I know, we'll be down in a sec."

He returned his mobile int his cargos. Then slid his hand back under my top.

When I opended my mouth to protest, I had regained at least a little bit of self-control, he interrupted me.

"Just the mike, babe." I was dissappointed, sort of.

He smiled his wolf grin.

"We can go on later, then we'll have the whole night."

Jesus, help me!

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I was walking into the SilverMoon about thirty minutes later immendiately spotting Martin DeGallio beside the dimm lide and the tons of smoke seeming to hang in the eir. He definitely was a man, who blended. I just went by my usual, walking beside him, "tripping" and holding onto him. As always, it worked. Everything went completely right. Until we were out of the door and he stopped in the light of the streetlight. Then everything went pretty fast. His eyes grew huge and he shouted: "You bitch, you're Manoso's girl." Then I felt a stab in the chest and pain seemed to overcome me and I was surrounded by calming blackness.


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