My Shy Gmail Boy: Why Did You Not Bite Me? A Road Not Walked After Bible; Few Short Stories of You #677001

The age of religion is over. What we look at us is different and difficult. Life is prose, but a little woman or a little man can make anything or everything. This book looks at this little generation which has become tiny like the Gulliver's Travel book. But still we can perhaps live a little more in this small little life. A bit more..
This tiny books presents you, the tiny human of this little earth, your stories in tiny format.

I know why today his voice is more sexy. 
I decided in my heart to approach him today. 
How shall I call you? 
He doesn't mind. Rather happy. I don't know why.
 I said to him, "you, don't press my legs a little bit,
Sitting on one corner of the bed, 
He kept pressing my legs. I straightened up and said; 
What did I say?
 
There is a reason to be so upset. 
I want to show him my big treasure, 
I want to show that it stands because of him.
 
He taps  my leg and smiles. 
I said "Why are you smiling", 
He didn't answer and just laughed more. 
I said a little louder, why are you laughing?
 
He replied, "You don't understand, why are you laughing" 
He has almost learned  the cat from this house. 
I looked at my breast and said, "Why is this standing, you know?" 
He blushed shyly, "Come on, you're a little woman."
 
 
She said, kiss me as much as possible.
Love me as much as possible,
 Got the signal and proceeded. Hold and kiss a lot, 
All of course above the shirt. 
Does not allow hands inside. 
I dipped my nose several times. 
I joked and then left before anyone came and read. Every time my heart pounds at her..
 hundred kisses Hundreds of movements. 
 She is very happy. 
But after a few days I realized that I wanted more. 
Hunger is increasing. 
 
Besides, I couldn't even think of including such a  pretty innocent girl. 
Later I realised that she actually
 wanted me to get her and crack her.