First story
From Create Your Own Story
"OK, then let's start."
Tom, gets the camera, he sets it on. He films as a steady cam the scene of the diner, taking pictures of you flirting with his father, pointing at your slightly exposed nipples, Adrian asking you how old you are. Tom plays the teenage son, who gets sick and leaves the scene.
Now Tom is on the camera.
After Tom is "gone", Adrian asks you: "have you ever had a boyfriend before?". You answer:"No, Tom is my first crush, I'm fourteen.". "Ahh, Okay, did you, you know, did you do something....ahhh, sexual?", "Oh, no sir, why you ask, we only kissed...." Adrian breaks in: "It's why, Megan, why you wear that dress, you wear no....how should I say, no underwear, I see your breasts..."
Megan: "Do you like what you see?". "Megan, don't ask me such stupid questions, Tom is my son, and you are fourteen and.....ohh, but I can say they look very cute, as you"
Adrian tries to break the silence, he plays that he wants to change the situation. He wants to distract Megan.
"Do you want another glass of coke?"
"No, Adrian, I would like a small glass of champagne, the same you are drinking"
"But you're not allowed to drink alcohol..." he admits. He doesn't want to seduce you.
"Just, a little glass, it's normal for a fourteen year old, I drunk some champagne at my confirmation."
"Ok....I give up.", Adrian pours some champagne in your glass.
You bend over, that he has to take a deep look in your neckline. Your class clang to Adrian's. "Cheers"
You sit down. Adrian begins to serve the dishes. You start to small talk, as you eat. You lick your red lips to show how good the food is. You talk about school, about music and then about some literature. It's a long excursion through British literature and you discover a common ground. You start talking about erotic literature, both register an upcoming tension. Adrian is fascinated about your knowledge. Adrian gets up to clean the table. You recognize a small bulge in his suit trousers. He looks in you eyes as he takes away the dishes.
