Author's Note:

Dear Guest: Thank you for your comment, I really appreciate it a lot. Yes, Francesco's also my favorite character, he's so adorable to me 3. Thank you again. Greetings. :)

Warning: This episode contains a sex scene.

And as always, sorry my bad English. :)

3 - Sin:

Kaori didn't looked that night all the race, was distracted, busy with other things, her grandfather had come to visit her these days in Towkyo, from Osaka, they had a martial arts Dojo there, and although it wasn't very famous, it was something that let them money to buy food and other things, in the year, plus her salary working in the hotel, it was enough. Some disciples were paid with rice bags or working around the house and the dojo, when that guys had no money. That was very well accepted by Jin and Kaori.

Jin was a serious man when he should be, cared deeply about Kaori, was almost more than a father, but the redhead girl called him Grandfather because he was much too old, and she knew that her parents had died when she was only a couple of months life. Francesco was right, Kaori was not Japanese, but she was raised in that country, and she was part of Japan. Jin never knew her real name, so he just adopted her with a new name.

At that time both enjoyed a dinner at the hotel, in her room, away from the crowds and bustle that was formed by the WGP race, outside was total madness.

- Would you like more tea, Grandpa? - She asked, looking at the man, with bright brown eyes.

-No, thank you very much dear, I'm fine. It was a good dinner, every day you cooking better, before you were a disaster.

Jin laughed, but Kaori, did not like too the comment.

-Hire a maid next time. - She recommended it.

-How ironic. - Added the man.

And they laughed, the old Jin quickly noticed how happiness from his granddaughter, has long had not seen her laugh so also looked different, had arranged herself in certain way.

- Are you going out? - He asked, curious.

-Something like that, and it all depends. – Doesn't give many clues.

- Do you have a new boyfriend? I hope he is a millionaire. - Jin joked.

- Grandpa! No, not my boyfriend, just be dinner time, you know, some men in the hotel are very pushy sometimes. - She said as she picked up some dishes and takes them to wash.

- Dinner? So why are you having dinner with me if you go out to dinner? - The old man was getting more curious about.

-It's a long story, but I like to have dinner with you, and I know that soon you will have to return to Osaka, and will not see you until next month. Soon I will be able to go on vacation and help with the Dojo. For me it is important to also share with you. - Finished talking, and began to wash the dishes before she puts on an apron to avoid staining her clothes.

She wore a strapless black dress with uneven cut skirt and lace, which combine with low-heeled shoes. Kaori did not like high heels, and did not like being higher than it already was, especially with a man. Luckily Francesco was taller, perhaps 1.80, about 10 inches taller than her.

Finished wash, dry and store everything in the cupboards, promptly removed her apron, and puts a little makeup and perfume before leaving. She kept a small bottle of her perfume in the handbag. And she walked in front of her grandfather, walking around.

- How do I look? - Smiled and stretched her arms, as presenting herself to a large audience.

-You look great, my pretty girl, if you want to impress this guy, then you will succeed. - He spoke sincerely. She was not her girl naturally, but Kaori was a real pride for him, raising her so well gave satisfaction, she was not the women who died for not being with a man.

She wore her life normally, without letting her solitude invaded her, when she broke up with her previous boyfriend, who had become so incredibly violent sudden, because of the stress of his job and a couple of suicide attempts. His way of life was so bad, once he punched Kaori in the face.

Even though she is good at martial arts, could not withstand the attack of the man, because the redhead never thought than that man who claimed to love her so much, would go to such extremes. She trusted him too much, that she didn't repel his punch.

He broke her heart, she was willing to spend the rest of her life with this man, but it happened, and nothing was the same. Kaori was not going to support a second attack on from him.

Since then she never saw him again, so always thought he was living in Osaka, relieving that he didn't to come back.

Jin suddenly turned on the television, WGP's first race was over, and the in the Pole, Francesco was first. That meant Kaori had to fulfill the commitment and wait for him.

-I'm going, Grandpa, feel free to stay, I have key, so you close the door please. - She said, puts on low-heeled black shoes at the entrance, said goodbye to Jin and left the room, finally.

Kaori walked slowly to the floor where the room with the number 33 was; obviously Francesco would not come immediately, so... she waited.

While Kaori playing Tetris on her mobile phone, Francesco came after 45 minutes made it all very quickly, not to reach her too late. His team was still in the circuit, getting things ready to go back to Italy.

She looked up and turned off her phone when she saw him come to the door of the room.

-Congratulations on the win. - She said with a small smile. He came a little overwhelmed, had not said a word, but smiled at the redhead. He was very tired, and basically, was glad she was there and she looked lovely.

-If you do not feel like celebrating as you said, I understand, I'll go. You better get some rest, you have a long trip right? - Kaori noticed the Italian guy's extreme tiredness, but he changed the gesture proudly.

- I can't, we have a commitment, and I ordered a bottle of Champagne for the room. Also ordered some Sake, the first time that Francesco came here, he doesn't had the opportunity to try it, but today I will. - Best face smiled. And they both went into the room.

She came first and was left standing in front of a desk with a chair and clearly she wanted to sit but not while the host did not give his permission.

-Please sit down, sorry for the delay, but I promise that I came as fast as I could. - He excused himself while he sat on the bed. - Do you know? You look beautiful in that dress. - He smiled.

-Thanks... and don't worry, sure was a great race, I regret not seeing it complete, but I had a visit of a very important person this afternoon and I had to give him dinner. - Commented totally carefree, but noted that Francesco was looking at her a little strange way. - What is it?

-An important person... You came back with your ex-boyfriend? - He stammered a little, and his tone was worried.

-No, this is my only relative, my grandfather. Remember I told you about him when we had breakfast this morning? - She explained again.

- Yes! Sure, your grandfather... yes I remember... - He smiled, feeling a little silly, and it was a good distraction when suddenly the doorbell rang. -Excuse me a second. - Said the Italian man and opened the door, it was what he was expecting, the bottle of Champagne and Sake. He closed the door and came around with a tray to serve. Francesco did not really understand how Sake was served; the servant who left all the vessels only gave him everything and left.

Kaori laughed at him, and helped him with the tray, laid it on the floor and knelt in front of it, making the drink with care. She invited the young man to sit.

-This is served from this white small bottles, I will, don't worry. - Offered the girl, and she served to him in a small glass, she poured another.

-This is drinking a sip, come on, try it. - Kaori encouraged Francesco to try the Sake. He became the brave and drank the sip as she said it, but his eyes watered a bit just felt the burning in the throat, it was a pretty strong drink.

While they drinking, talking about different things, anything that came to mind them, because with Sake and Champagne in the head, began to turn them and not react to anything coherent, laughed quite aware of their own foolishness. Although, he told her some stories about the tracks and racers.

-Francesco doesn't understand why guys hate him so much, he just said in jest. - Francesco spoke of when he said some hurtful comment, and he did not care what anyone thought of him.

-I don't think they hate you, maybe just don't understand you... - Kaori looks at his watch. - Oh! It's after 2:00 am I have to work this morning, I must to go. Stand from her place and try to get her things.

Francesco suddenly gets up, a little dizzy, but still tries to stop her.

- Wait! Kaori... Do not go... - He asked, almost pleading.

- I can't, I have to be in the kitchen of the hotel before 10:00 I am sorry... hope you have a good trip, and I really appreciate this day. Really thank you. - Although she was a little wobble, gave her best to face him and smile.

-Kaori ... – Being in that position, face to face and drunks, he grabs both of her shoulders and with her back against the wall, Francesco dared to kiss her.

-No, no... Wait…. What are you doi...? – That kiss cut her sentence, and although she resisted at first, did not know why, if it was actually for being drunk or was something she wanted him to do. But Kaori accepted it, not fight over and puts her arms around the neck of Francesco, fusing her lips to him. They leave their tongues playing a little before cutting their breathing and forcing them to separate a moment.

-Don't leave me, please, I feel very alone. - Revealed the Italian guy, with honest and crisp voice, kissing her again, with desire.

She just looked at him with compassion, hear that phrase watered her heart; she was lonely too, deeply and with this solitude together of the two, had the face of sin.

As he had her cornered against the wall, he took with his left hand, the right leg of her, and began touring her thigh under her dress, gently, drawing her body toward him, moving both hips, touching their private parts by above clothes.

She blushed; her face was pretty hot, like her body, only to feel that sense of emptiness and lust together were a danger, not knowing whether to continue. Her mind told him to calm down, but her body was contrary and her heart too. So she fiercely hugs the body of Francesco to feel more of that heat. But it was not enough and pulled back a little to begin to take off his clothes, almost mercilessly pulling that dark shirt buttons, and gets to caress his naked torso with her hands, her lips and her tongue. She goes down slowly to his beautiful belly.

Francesco did not stop her at any moment, he wanted everything that happened, but she stayed there, kneeling in front of his belly, something hindered step further, that belt, that damn black leather belt. She had to be removed it immediately, unbutton the pants and down the zipper to make way for his underwear. Her face became redder when she saw his privacy under his clothes, he was pretty excited, and she could see naked eye, what he was hard.

Kaori squinted, taking his penis in one hand and massaging it so that he felt pleasure. The Italian man groaned, biting his lips a few times, and he did it more, when he felt that she began to explore it with her tongue.

Francesco placed both hands on the wall, his fingers scraped the wallpaper of the room, the heat of his body was becoming more intense, and his muscles tensed, but it was a pleasant tension, ironically a mess. The redhead girl opened her mouth to insert his manhood into her, she did slowly, trying not to touch it with her teeth, moved forward and then back.

He dropped one hand to her head and pulled her toward him so her mouth came a little deeper while he bobbed slowly not to scare her. Kaori could not bring everything, it was big, and she closed her eyes strong, and complained by reaching beyond her throat. But it soon became that Francesco moved his hip back, forcing the girl to let him go. He was too excited, his face could not over heat, looked down, she was still on her knees, she was surprised of his sudden movement.

-Sorry, I cannot... - The redhead tried to say she could not more to her mouth; his manhood was too big for her. Francesco was breathing hard through from his mouth. He helped her to her feet, and without a word pulled her dress downward, breaking the straps, exposing her nearly naked body, her skin pale evenly, if not for her underwear, the view would be complete. She gave a little squeal, by the sudden action.

She began to feel the hand of the Italian man under her lace panties, black, massaging her privacy, closed her eyes and gasped uncontrollably, her breathing became increasingly anxious. He raised his free hand to her breasts without a bra already, caresses one of them gently, and puts his mouth to lick that pink nipple that with those touches was clearly steepness of pleasure.

He felt her fluids dropping on his hand, she was completely wet, and her privacy very hot. He removed her panties, Kaori, still with her back against the wall, moving her hips, looking for something. She said nothing, but she wanted him to melt with her. Francesco moved and he left his sex right at the entrance of hers, he took Kaori's leg again, lifting it to make it easier to enter, began to rub against each other.

-Oh... Do it now... - She moaned when he began to go into her slowly. Although not a virgin, was narrow, exquisite, as if she had not touched. He was checking that as he increasingly invading her wet privacy.

-Ghnn!... Ah! - Kaori complained a little, with tears in her eyes, Francesco had quite big his manhood, even so, after there was no turning back. Because both were so hot that once she assimilated that size, hurriedly she moved. Entangling her leg around his body and pushing him against her body to feel everything inside of hers.

The redhead's body began to shake, as he pushed against the wall, reaching as deep as he could, kissing her neck, her cheeks, her chin and lips. Her breasts rubbed with his torso, and a touch of skin invited them to ecstasy.

They gave exactly the same if the people in other rooms heard them; their moans were getting louder, as the onslaught from the Italian man.

I'm going to... I'm going to come... ah... – She said about to feel the orgasm, moved faster and Francesco could not stand it anymore. That movement was so delicious he could not help ejaculating inside her, it was simply inevitable. He released her leg, giving her another kiss on the lips, and then he did a bit of space to breathing.

-Again... - He whispered.

- What? - The redhead was surprised at that. She thought she had misheard. But Francesco took her in his arms and carried her to the bed, still did not give up. There lunged again, not sure if it was the effect of alcohol, but he was too excited to finish it now.

-No... no, you're going to kill me. - She looked distraught. Although she did not resist, the adrenaline was flowing that night.

-Yes, I will kill you of pleasure.

It took more than two hours and they made love, like 5 or 6 times over before falling asleep.

At 6:30 am, Giuseppe stood outside the room number 33, and began calling Francesco. Curiously, the young racer was standing, he had only slept one hour, and he knew he had to go. He took his things and went to the door, before he wrote a little note on a piece of paper that was on the nightstand next to the bed. Francesco gave a quick kiss on the lips to Kaori, who complained a bit in her sleep, and soon he left.

To be continued...