Correct harassment posture for ex-boyfriend

"Mr. Bronte, please...don't do this!" A blush flew across Aymo's face, he avoided Steven's direct eyes, and turned his head to the door.

Steven reached out and moved his head towards him, aimed at his lips, and kissed him hard.

"Uh-uh--" Aymo wanted to push him away, but Steven clung to Aymo to keep him from moving.

After kissing for a while, Aimo's body softened, and he stopped pushing him. Steven left Aimo's lips, put his hands on his shoulders, faced his face, looked straight into his eyes, and said softly: "Don't deny it anymore, look, your body doesn't want to lie to me." He squeezed his hips forward, and something pressed against the hollow of his leg.

"Mr. Bronte, you have discovered my sexuality that I tried so hard to hide. You told me a love story of a day, with so many seductive details, and now you still hug me and kiss me like this, don't you know Are you handsome?" Aymo's voice was weak, soft, and panting.

His words aroused Steven's long-repressed desire. He grabbed Aimo, carried him to the bed in the bedroom, and hurriedly took off the clothes of the two of them. Aimo's body collapsed on the bed. As soon as Wen lay on his stomach, his slender and soft arms and legs rolled up, tightly entangled with Steven...

Eight years of lovesickness, like a volcano that has been brewing for thousands of years, suddenly erupted, and the passion was burned by the flames, melting into a ball of high-temperature steam, gushing thinly and scattered...

Exhausted, they stopped, and Aymo closed his eyes, curled up in Steven's arms like a contented kitten, and fell asleep sweetly to his nagging.

Steven hugged his beloved happily, smelled his hot body fragrance, kissed his forehead and cheek lightly from time to time, stroked the familiar smooth skin with his fingers, and was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

At six in the morning, Aymo rolled over in Steven's arms and opened his eyes.

"Vincent, are you awake?" Steven asked him with a smile.

Aymo looked surprised. Suddenly, he pushed Steven away, jumped out of bed, picked up the messy clothes and pants on the floor, and ran into the bathroom. "Click", Steven couldn't help smiling when he heard him lock the lock from the inside, he sat up and waited for him to come out.

Soon, after taking a bath, Aymo came out dressed properly.

"Today is Sunday, you don't have to get up early like this, come on, take off your clothes, I still want to do it with you?, and hug you in bed all day, I haven't hugged you in 8 years, my body is too thirsty." Wen opened his arms.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bronte, we probably drank too much yesterday. I should go, goodbye!" After saying that, Aymo walked out of the bedroom.

Steven quickly jumped out of bed and chased after him, and said desperately: "Vincent, we are all like this, and you still refuse to admit it?"

"You should call me Aimo." Aimo turned around and said, "However, we won't meet again in the future. I don't plan to come out. Forget about what happened last night!"

He walked to the door firmly, put on his windbreaker, and left Steven's apartment.

Steven stood in the living room, completely dumbfounded, and fell from the peak of happiness to the abyss. Last night, he thought Vincent had forgiven him.

After taking a bath, he felt very lonely, the house was empty, and he couldn't bear it for a moment, so he grabbed his laptop and ran out the door as if fleeing.

He came to the Sugemi Bar in Kings Cross. On Sunday, there were many guests in the lobby, and the news of the US presidential election was scrolling on the TV. The campaign between Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton had entered a feverish stage. The 70-year-old man, in order to realize the life ideal of serving the American people, is engaged in a needle-to-head confrontation, and the final result will be announced in two days.

Steven went up to the second floor and booked a small private room by the window.

Must do something!He turned on the computer to check the email, and found that Lucas had sent the new progress of the company's preparations, as well as the resumes of a large number of applicants. He carefully read and deliberated one by one, forcing Aimo out of his mind.

After studying carefully for a day, he sorted out his opinions one by one, replied to Lucas, and notified Lucas that he would come to the company to help in the next period of time, interview candidates, and conduct induction training for new recruits.

After finally sorting out all the things, the street was already lit up, and he felt the excitement and exhaustion after being enriched.At this moment, Tiffany called and asked about the progress of his communication with Aymo.

"We've made contact, but further communication is needed. Are you okay now? Come to Sugemi Bar for a drink?"

Tiffany arrived soon, and the two chatted at the bar about the US general election, the recent rapid rise in housing prices in Sydney, and various gossip.After eleven o'clock in the evening, Steven took a taxi to take Tiffany home and returned to his apartment.

He didn't want to sleep, so he went to the gym to practice dumbbells, hit a dozen sandbags, and kept thinking about Aimo, recalling all the details of them last night. At three o'clock in the morning, he felt that his thoughts were about to explode. Mo's cell phone.

After calling three times, the other party answered.

"Aymo, I miss you!" Steven said softly.

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time. Suddenly, the other party cut off the phone and dialed again. Aimo had already turned off the phone.

After expressing his thoughts to his beloved, Steven's nerves relaxed. After taking a bath, he fell on the bed and fell asleep exhaustedly.

In the following period of hard work and busy work, Steven helped Lucas handle various matters concerning the establishment of the new company, interviewed several batches of job applicants, selected the main candidates of each department, signed contracts, and conducted non-stop pre-job training.

This week, Aimo went back to the United States. Steven recalled that 8 years ago, Vincent was going to bring himself back to the United States to vote for Obama. Now, Obama’s two terms are coming to an end. Who will Aymo support?Vincent has always been a staunch supporter of the Democratic Party, so he should support Hillary Clinton of the Democratic Party.

Two weeks later, the new company was finally established. Steven decided that the management of the company would be completely in charge of Lucas, and he would only exercise shareholder rights and not participate in the specific operations of the company.

On Friday night, he and his new team booked a hall on the second floor of Sugemi Bar, held a small celebration party, and invited Tiffany to be his female companion.

While dancing, Tiffany said: "Steven, our president has been back for a week. Now that your business is over, go talk to the president again and come back to work."

"Okay, I'll try again."

"This time it will definitely be successful. After returning from voting in the United States, the president seems to be in a good mood. Terrence has just taken over part of Gabriela's work and is adapting. The president is very patient with him and sometimes smiles at everyone. 7 Over the past year, our management team feels that the company has seen a ray of sunshine. Maybe it’s because Trump won and he is very happy.”

"Huh? He supports Trump?"

"I don't know, otherwise why did he love to laugh when he came back from America?" Tiffany replied.

"Doesn't your president like to smile?" Steven asked in surprise. Vincent always kept a gentle smile in the casino.

"It's rare to laugh from the heart, that's changed recently, so you have a good chance."

"However, I have called him, but he never answered." Steven said regretfully.

"Try sending email!" Tiffany said.

"Yeah, email!" Steven thought.

When the dance music stopped, Steven said sorry to Tiffany, ran into the toilet alone, took out his mobile phone, and sent an email to Aimo: "Aimo, I miss you, can I ask you to meet again? arts"

Steven kept refreshing his mailbox until he went to bed that night, but he did not receive a reply from Aimo. His heart was limp and empty, so he desperately filled the emptiness with thoughts: he was reading in the study, or on the bed Tossing and turning?Did the feelings of 8 years of youth really fade in his heart with the passage of time?

As soon as he opened his eyes the next day, he refreshed his mailbox, but there was still no reply from Aimo, but he received an email from his ex-wife Millie.

"Dear Steven, this time, you have been away for a long time. Have you played enough outside? When will you come back? After you left, I was so busy with banking affairs that Larry hasn't fully grasped it yet. , I'm having a really hard time now than when I was with you. Come back soon, I need you! Always love you Millie"

Steven read it and felt deeply guilty. Millie is a strong woman, and she would not send such emails to herself unless she had to. He didn't love her but married her, wasting her 8 years Time, it was his fault.

He quickly replied: "Millie, hello! I can feel the cumbersome banking affairs, but I am determined to go and will not come back. I wish you to adapt to the new life as soon as possible and find a life partner who is like you! Yes You are infinitely grateful Steven”

Then, he sent another email to Aimo: "Aimo, did you sleep well last night? I am very disturbed that I did not receive your reply. Can you reply me? Even one letter means that you have seen it. My email. Miss you steven"

In Sydney in early summer, the sun was shining brightly. Steven came out of St. Mary's Cathedral, soaking up the sunshine and breathing the fresh air.Around me, tourists from all over the world pass by from time to time, there are couples holding hands, and couples with children. The whole world seems to be alone and lonely, lacking a partner.

"Groom, turn your body slightly to the left, put your face closer to the bride, and smile!" A photographer is taking a wedding photo of a pair of yellow-skinned newcomers in wedding dresses.

Steven looked at them enviously. When can he put Vincent in a wedding dress?He had a sudden impulse to prepare a wedding dress for Vincent!

He searched for the website of the ROSACLARA wedding dress brand, and sent an email requesting to customize the best wedding dress. The other party sent him several patterns designed by top designers for private customization. Sent's body size was sent to the other party.He imagined that Vincent was wearing a wedding dress, standing in front of him elegantly and holyly, he took his hand, put the wedding ring on his ring finger, and then embraced the beautiful angel in his arms and kissed him heartily. endless sweetness.