The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Past (9), season when roses seeds (2)

The young, old tyrant sits with his chin bent. No clothes. Crunchy. The sound coming up from below is wet. She was an expensive woman. Everything she did was cunning and vulgar. I smiled with my eyes when I met them. It's beautiful. It's hard to keep your mouth full. Roll your tongue in the meantime. It was a secret seduction that was hidden from the outside. Movement away from elegant appearance. Her mouth was hot.

However, there was no response. The tyrant is cold. His skin is cold. One of the women who passed by said, It's like a cold-blooded creature.I don't think it's human. It's scary.

At that time, the tyrant laughed inside. Man is originally a cold animal.

Anyway, he had a problem with his sexual function. I thought it was old age before I changed bodies. No, I believed so. A trade in youth will bring back the life that was lost. We can start all over again.

‘I wanted to be a new me. ’

I hated the old self. I was furious when I looked in the mirror. It's the face of a fool. You're a jerk who couldn't keep one of my women. At the scene of the discovery of the affair, the woman who was his wife laughed madly. Look at you now. Will I truly love a monk like you?

Oh, that sharp laugh. My head aches whenever I think of it. Recurring memories. I couldn't reduce the volume in my head. Hahahaha, hahahaha! It gets bigger and bigger, and eventually becomes indistinguishable noise. It resembles the sound of rolling stones. Bloop-oop-oop.

Gurgle! Gu Gun iron blinks. Egg pain in the thighs. There were light fingerprints on the cold white flesh. It was the work of a woman who was low. She switches sides. The gaze that looked up was obedient, and the touching was dominant. She sweeps hair with her remaining hands. It reveals a white and thin neck. A smile with a slight tilted face.

“That's too much. You're thinking about someone else while you're with me. ”

“Don't take it personally. ”

“Isn't it?”

He made an impression. But I wasn't angry. It was not easy to find a woman who could stand being by my side. Other women get nauseous just looking at their naked bodies. Especially the ones that were harder to resist were thicker and more disgusting than cosmetics. Such emotions, obscured to make the ugliness beyond stand out.

This woman knows how to smile. Because I feel the honesty to confirm my dirt. Appearances that show the characteristics of the blend are also fine. The more different I was from my wife, the better. Thanks to you, I was able to endure it even when I was around. It was a better one of the abominations. I didn't have to be angry. Habit anger was also something to overcome. To a new life.

Saaaak, evil. White hands move in sensitive areas. Like playing an instrument, the emotion that entered the Variant was a light flirtation and seduction. The soft friction looked like the bow was on. But even with excellent skill, I could not save a dead instrument. The echo barrel is not empty. It is full of pebbles, so there is no room for any deep music.

The tyrant demanded it.

“Keep doing what you're doing. ”

Then the woman grew thin.

“Let me rest for a while. My jaw hurts. This will make your face look thicker. ”

And she came up shrewdly. Squashes all over the body and appeals to cold-blooded temperatures. Still touching hands. Climb on a hard leg and kiss the ball, bite the earlobe and ask.

“Do you like my mouth? ”

The chairman replied honestly.

“Unpleasant.”

“What is it? ”

A woman who inflates the ball. Shows a moderate burst of vomit.

But it was true. It was really dirty when I closed my eyes and felt it. It felt like there was something non-human, wet and dirty molluscs attached to it. Extremely objectionable. Nevertheless, he asked again and again, and he felt ridiculed. Isn't he like a child with a scar on his wounds?

“No, why do you keep asking me to do this? ”

“You don't need to know. You just do as you're told. ”

“Phew, okay. But not right now. Sometimes you just have to let it go. ”

I have a lot of other fun. Her sweet whisper creeps the tyrant.

It's literally creepy. There was a time when these whispers were dominated. In the hot room comes the old winter cold. The difference between reality and the temperature of the recollection sharply drives out broken humans.

The other day was her birthday. My father was so busy that he couldn't be with me. There wasn't going to be, but the meeting was postponed. I didn't take the plane. I was unlucky. I thought it was lucky for some reason, but it was the worst. The child to be congratulated was alone in the snowy garden. Trembling, hugging a doll. No, it didn't matter. It seemed like it had been a long time. The head and sheep's shoulders were white.

My father asked.

“What's going on? Why are you out here alone? Huh?”

My youngest daughter was the one who didn't usually get along with other children. Usually, I felt shy. The youngest was often depressed and had few words. I didn't seem to have any friends. It was like sitting for hours with a doll in my arms. But it was strange to see you out here alone on a day to be celebrated.

Hearing his father's voice, the daughter was shocked. When I hugged her, I wept and said,

“You can't go in there. ”

It was even weirder. I went in quietly. I don't see any employees. The butler said so, and no maid on call. The room was hot, but the bones were dry. The palpitations seemed to have made me deaf, but I didn't miss the sound I heard in the bedroom. I caught a bunch of clothes on the way. They were things that were thrown off one lid at a time while moving. I couldn't breathe because it wasn't one person. Women's clothes were ripe for the eyes, and men's clothes were ripe for the eyes. But the back was not his own.

The door is not locked. It's not even closed. How urgent. I just pushed it. The hunger spilled in between. The chairman looked through the door. I knew both of them. One was his wife, the other his brother. His wife was attached to his lower half.

“You're thinking of someone else. Who is she? She's more attractive than me. ”

The present intervened in the past. Gogol looked at the sharp woman. The answer was impulsive.

“Daughter.”

“I beg your pardon?”

The woman grabs the boat and laughs. Until I get tired of laughing. I complained that my stomach hurt and wiped my tears.

“What's so funny? ”

“Don't you look smiling? Secretaries are so scared, they look like me, they hate girls like me, and a man with such a nice body and an erectile dysfunction is suddenly thinking about his daughter in the middle of all the desperate sex. Oh, my God, is that who you are? ”

And she laughed for a long time. The chairman said:

“I don't want to have sex. ”

“Or what? ”

You want it back. The president avoided unnecessary words.

If he just wanted to have sex, he would have used drugs. There were a lot of immediacy medications. The expanded sponges would not even create a lack of sex drive, but the expanded sponges would be sensitive. Humans are made that way. It's a functional, inefficient piece of meat.

But you want a fresh start. I wanted to take back everything that had been taken from my wife. Sexual desire was one of them. Sexual desire itself means nothing. Rather horrible and inexpensive. However, even the most despicable things had to be recovered. Even if you have to take it back and throw it away.

If I got rid of it, I would never have a relationship with a woman again.

The current I was tired of waiting for dug differently.

“Your daughter must have been the new head of paradise group, right? You look really good.How about you compare it to me? ”

Ignore him. He suppressed his ill-trained anger. All the women brought in by the side guards were thrown out. Now there's only one woman left. I needed to do something different.

"Need stimulation"? ’

It was the doctor who became bloody every time I met him. You need a mental stimulus.

“She resembles my mother. ”

“Phew, then I can't win. ”

“You're much better. ”

The woman who fires it again. Ko Gun iron calmed down again. Stimulation.

The doctor proposed a virtual reality as a treatment. You will continue to experience the intensity, diversity and stamina that is impossible in real life. A faint sound. The opponent must always be real. Although it is indistinguishable by senses, it is always about giving meaning. There should be no fake interference in the new life. It has to be my life.

‘That woman still rules over me. ’

With anger, the tyrant comes to regret. I should have killed him more horribly. Either way, there might not be the same aftermath right now. Why, to me, did an efficient human being like me have a love-like malfunction? She wasn't worth it.

“Phew, scary face. I can't. I have to go today. He had his own income. ”

The woman who was sitting on her knees, kissed the old boy on the forehead, smiled and retreated.

She even picked up a dress. It was the pinnacle of the current celebrity world. But it just feels beautiful. It only touches my unconscious thoughts. How much did you say it would cost? Did he want something other than money? What did he say his name was...?

“What kind of income did you have? ”

When she asks a late question, she returns to a more intact state. A clean map with no recession at all. She tilts and laughs.

“You said I was prettier than my daughter. That's a big improvement. ”

“... Get out. ”

But she came closer as she often walked. Slowly narrows the streets, overlapping the lips of the old boy. Once, twice, long and thick, three times. The tyrant barely tolerated the last disgust. Your hands twitch from the armrest of the chair.

“You know what? ”

The woman said.

“I have a lot of money. It's a new foot compared to you, of course, but I gathered enough to keep myself alive until the end of time. Life is just a post-mortem process. ”

A story that continues several steps apart.

“That's not why I'm here. I just wanted to keep doing this my whole life. Until you retire to satisfaction. I didn't want to live or die. ”

“Did you want support? ”

“Yeah. You know, it's not easy to be a celebrity these days. What if the competition is with high-priced electronics? You can't completely replace people, but you're not that different from people with pre-written screenplays. I can feel it getting smaller and smaller. ”

“ ……. ”

“Maybe I should look for something else, but no. I don't want to. This is my life. If life changes, it's not me. You have to live once before you die. I thought I could do anything to do that. Even if I were young again like you, I wouldn't be able to live the same life right now. ”

He lost interest in the long story. Human beings are obsessed with function. Fools. A life ruled by something is not a real life. Everything must be governed. That means money. Cost of a plural opportunity. So economic life is the right life.

The chairman shakes his hand.

“Talk to your secretary about that. I'll take care of it myself. ”

“Phew. Think about why I'm saying this. ”

The woman frowns playfully.

“I find you very interesting. The first objective is probably good enough. ”

“You're just a tool. ”

“I know. I felt it. But it could be a loving tool. ”

“If you try. ”

“I'm doing it. ”

And this time she stepped back and said goodbye.

“Sing it again. Next time, I want you to call me by my name. ”

The president felt a harsh unpleasantness.

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# Q&A

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