last updated: March 18, 2005
written & created by Lexan B. Orantes a production of StoryTellersManila
March 12, 2005/Saturday
Boys Don't Cry 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13.
March 14, 2005/Monday
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Boys Don't Cry 5. Slide and locked the door… a kiss in the lips… tender, with much passion… tiny bites in the nipple… I know him… He was the one who told me he wants me, no longer to be apart, the one who wanted to take me home the first time… worst than saying I-love-you… “Fuck…! I love you,” he then have his mouth on my mouth… his tongue swirling, he tried so much… I didn’t gave in… “Fuck you!” he screamed at me, “what is it?” I pushed him off me, slid off… got hold of my towel… wrapped around my body… “Don’t go yet…” he pleaded, holding my hand, “I’m sorry…” “I’m sorry too…” I said then move to open the door and got out of the room. |