It was past 23 o'clock. If my plan went well, my mother would call in another quarter. My plan was to stay at Elahe's house until my mother called. When he called: I immediately informed Sami's mobile phone to follow me. In this way, my mother thought that I would stay at my friend Elahe's house at night, and Elahe's parents also thought that the person who followed me was my mother. So I could safely stay overnight. In the morning, before my mother called the goddess's house, I was bleeding. We had practiced and reread this map with Sami for a long time. We were supposed to perform it when I opened my nasal patch (I had surgery on my nose). I had prepared a lot for that night. I had painted my hair. Complete makeup. Tight jeans, shorts and a blue bra set.
Finally, at 23:25, the waiting was over with my mother's phone. 10 minutes later Sami invited me with two beeps.
- Ms. Elahi, I was very embarrassed
- You're welcome, dear . You are no different from the goddess for me
- Dad, why are you wearing a coat?
- Let me greet your mother
- No .. No… You do not bother. I greet you myself. good night
- Good night baby
I hurried down the stairs one by one. And I quickly jumped into Sami's car.
- Hello Sami, give me gas soon
- Hello. به به به. Good lady.
It was clear from the way his wife spoke that he was drunk. His driving was no less than talking. We had several accidents near the seaside village where her aunt's house was (and we were supposed to go there). I liked Sami more when his head was a little hot. But now Sami was drunk. He did not even realize that I had removed the glue from my nose. This made us angry. That's why I did not talk to Sami's aunt's house (where Sami's cousin Hormoz was supposed to be alone) at all.
When he parked the car and I got out, several young people were laughing from inside the house. Just an hour ago, we were talking to Elahe about one of our friends who had gone to her boyfriend's house and her boyfriend's friends had all arranged it together. My legs became weak. I asked Sami in fear
- Who is this?
- Friends of Hormoz. how come ?
- I do not know
- Why ?
- Tell Bern to get out
- Ugly dad, is not my house?
- I mean, are they going to stay here tonight?
- Well, yes
- Then send me our blood
- Why ?
It took a while for Sami (who was exhausted and sleep deprived) to be convinced that Hormoz's friends should leave the house, and it took a long time for them to be convinced (or not? I do not know). Anyway, when they left, Sami and I went inside. Hormoz, who was very angry with my mood swing, grinned at me and said in a way that Sami could not hear:
- جنده خانوم. Thought Guzo was a gift!
I hurried into the room where Sami had gone. Sami lay like a corpse on the only mattress on the floor, snoring. The key was not on the door and the door could not be locked. I sat behind the door. It was two o'clock at night. I was sleepy and tired. Sami did not understand at all how handsome I was to him, and he did not realize at all what risk I had taken to come to him that night and wrap up the house. I was very cold and needed a toilet. Tight jeans also add to this need. What a masterpiece night !!
I got up with fear and trembling and opened the door a little. Hormoz was washing dishes and singing to himself in a drunken world. I threw myself into the bathroom and relaxed. Hormoz did not notice me. I returned to the room. I could not sleep with those pants. On the other hand, I was cold and it was not good to sleep naked (since it was not locked). I threw my coat on Sami and lay down next to him. Even though I was asleep, I spent an hour like this. I pulled my hand like a Sami. He opened his eyes.
- How beautiful are you?
- Did I wake you up?
- How cute are you? … ..
He got up and sat down. He picked me up too. He put his hand on my shoulder. He took my face in his hands. He ran his fingers through my hair. He tilted his head towards me and bit my lip. I liked the smell of alcohol in his mouth and the bitter taste of his lips.
Half an hour later, when I was prostrating on his back and my buttocks were exploding under the pressure of sex, I asked myself how much he loves me?
A tear fell from my cheek on my hand.
