Unbreakable

Unbreakable Pt 1

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I was woken up by the sound of running water in my shower. I put all my efforts to recall her face; I wouldn't be able to remember her name.

I froze in my bed when in front of me there was that half naked young fellow. All ashamed he gathered his clothes that were scattered all over my bedroom. Put on his pants in haste and disappeared behind my penthouse elevator door.

For a couple more minutes I was just lying in my bed stunned to the core of my bones. I was trying to comprehend the scene that I just saw but I just couldn't do that. It was too difficult.

The image of him standing there was ingrained into my memory. Those ashamed azure eyes, lightly curled brown hair, pale skin, tall skinny body and easily noticeable muscles... A guy! Not a girl but a guy! What have I done?! It can't be that I got so drunk to actually be able to have sex with a guy... Or maybe nothing happened? God damn it, I can't remember a thing from last night! Father will kill me! If he ever finds this out...

Ever since I became mature enough for adult games I was a playboy, party man, a real player. Every night I spent with a different girl, sometimes with two. But this night... Why a freaking guy? Maybe he's gay? And I was too drunk to realize what's going on? Maybe he was wearing a dress and a wig... No. The clothes he picked up were totally manly. And I can't see a wig anywhere...

Maybe it was some kind of a prank? Maybe he is a homo and was trying to make a scandal involving me. Yes! That's it! I got involved in some homo traps for money. I'm gonna kill him! I'll find him and then kill him!

I put my clothes on. With rage in my eyes I was ready to catch him and finish him off before he does something troublesome. 'Ashamed azure eyes'... I remembered. Ashamed. At my place. Was it my fault?