Big Clit Of Black Mama

quite noticeable is the kind of influence I had at the time ... haha. This was a series of Drabble, a gift for Karina xD I do not like ... and committed to follow the words of Huxley, do not change a word.

Title: Talk. Character: Christopher

Katsuragi, Jensen Katsuragi

Raiting: PG

No. of words: 584


Notes:
I decided not to kill their parents grew up ... *

* wanted to kill Chris and Kary ... * sigh * Christopher never allow incest in his family. _. And he's very him. For the 17-13 start to feel the relationship ... Pre-Katsuragi incest.

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Christopher was Katsuragi hombre adulto sensato, serio, centrado, correcto, responsable. Era jefe de familia, tenía una esposa y cuatro hijos, esperaba un día llegar a ser abuelo y trabajaba diariamente para poder mantener en pie la familia que con tanto esfuerzo le ha costado formar. Posee un status social alto, altísimo, pues es heredero de toda la fortuna Katsuragi-Kaijuu. Reparte el dinero con todos sus primos, y aun así, tiene para vivir treinta vidas más cómodamente. Pero sabe que en la vida nada es gratis, y se esfuerza diariamente para ser el mejor padre y esposo del mundo… “Jensen, necesito hablar contigo.”

Your child seventeen years of age, I look at it with doubt, sitting in bed. "About ..." His eldest son was a boy just as sensible for him. He inherited his seriousness, intelligence, reasoning ability and a great sense of responsibility, therefore, not surprising to note that he had understood that the matter was going to try
important.

"Of you and Sam"
Jensen raised an eyebrow and not understand that it concerned his father.

"... It is good that they are so close."

explained. "not good"

"Why?"

question his son, with a slight tone of aggression in his voice. Christopher turned his eyes, nervous, tense. "Because ... no"

knew beforehand that this answer does not conformaríaa Jensen, who had forged an impulsive, overbearing and a little aggressive, but always respond with responsibility for all activities, or orders that his parents gave him, would not accept a vague answer to a question as important.

"That answer is fine for a child, but not for me." refute the teenager, acidly
"Would you explain that?"
Christopher sigh denying and answering the boy's gaze defiantly replied "I know it. And I will not let ' it's done in my family "


wanted his son to respond, to shout or react in a way that belied their fears. But it happened. Jensen swallowed hard and then, with faltering voice, he added:
"I do not understand, Dad ... Sammy and I are close does not mean that ..."
"I know what I see. They look like someone who looks ... "
air shot before adding softly, inaudibly, as if to say these words would condemn
hell" ... a girl that you love "
Jensen opened and closed his mouth, surprised, frightened by the accusation of his father. Shaking his head repeatedly, while trying to formulate a coherent sentence with his mouth, without great results.

"I know what I see, Jensen ..." muttered the father, hardening his gaze to the blue face of his son
"And it must stop now Do you understand?" demanded, trying to make him understand that these feelings were wrong, they were impossible. She looked at him accusing him of the world's largest aberration and Jensen could not hold that view, so that under the light and closed his fists. "He can not be sensible, but if I know you, Jensen. I want this done now or will be taken to this, okay? "
The teenager pitching in the affirmative, with his eyes still surprise result of the loss he had suffered. Christopher's heart twisted, nervous and guilty to see the status of his eldest son. But there was another way ...
"I'm glad you'd understand, Jen ..." murmur, but received no response.
kiss the head of his eldest son, and retired, closing the door behind him. Without being
... aware of the storm was raging.


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Title: Suffering

Character: Samuel Katsuragi, Greco McCartney

Raiting: PG

Number of words: 109
Notes:
After the prohibition of Christopher, Jensen seeks to fulfill, but it is much ... that is why she asks her if you can go father lived elsewhere. Chris agrees, of course, Kary not quite agree, but Jensen is firm. Sammy is going to see him daily, but her brother closed the door. After all ... all is to forget it.

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Sam recharge your head in the classroom window with an air shot, watching as the wind gently swaying leaves Plum patio. Between his fingers, was a black ball that moved among them, absently. Greco grimaces, looking at his friend, who had the last few days with the same expression.

"Sammy ..."

saw blue eyes. "Do not worry, sure Jensen will ..." Sam bit his lip, shaking. As his eyes became bright, recalling the indifference that his older brother showed him recently with the announcement, the idea of home, the prohibition going to see ...

"Sammy ..."


I had lost.

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Title: Revelation
Character: Jensen Katsuragi
Raiting: PG- 13

No. of words: 122

Notes: Follow the same thread that the previous stories ... This is just after the conversation with his father.

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loved his brother.

I loved him.
And it was a brotherly love to which it referred.

drank another bottle of beer. Recharging his forehead on his forearm. With glassy eyes.
not see him as a brother was repeated again and again to his tormented heart. assimilating the truth that his father had told him in the morning. Understanding every word.

"I do not see as a brother ..."

repeated. Jensen knew he could not support this revelation, to know, the learning of this secret was known as bad as a murderer.
ordered another bottle again, and so continued the rest of the night. Drank until his system could not eat more, trying to forget ... forget ...
Forget Sammy, Sammy ... its
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Title:
Consuelo.

Character: Karina
Miwa, Samuel Katsuragi

Raiting: PG

Number of words: 183

Notes:
a little more s the same thing XD

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Toc. Toc. "Sammy?"


The boy heard the worried voice of his mother on the other side of the door. He sighed in exhaustion, looking in the mirror and forcing a smile.
"I" answer. Karina Miwa narrowed his eyes questioningly upon seeing his son of thirteen appear behind the door.
"Are you well, baby? "
OK? What was that word? asked the boy, nodding in the affirmative.
"You have to lie, Samuel ..." I look up to the brown eyes of his mother.


"I know you miss Jensen ..."
Before I could realize, hugging her mother wept against his chest.
"I hate ... hate me ... so it was ..."


"Shhh ... my love is not true, Jensen does not hate you ... he loves you, loves you very much ... "

Samuel did not know whether her mother's words were true or not, but there was something in his voice and essence that calmed him and made him feel better. He hugged tighter, allowing ourselves to be your voice and the faint hope that she digests were true ...

If only I knew ...