Ninya Buenavidez
The man in front of me is wearing a formal black long-sleeve. His lips twisted and gradually puckered his lips together. His looks are offending, tila laging may pangungutya. Chinito at tila may lahi, his white skin is too soft. Parang kasing lambot ng balat ko. He will appear cute kung hindi lang sa tingin niyang tila anumang oras ay aagawan.
“You’re staring too much to my wife, Engineer Marlo,” puna ni Rico. Malamig at may pagkapormal, malayo kanina na kaswal lamang at kayang sabayan ang biro ng kaibigan. “Isn’t she gorgeous?”
I can feel Rico’s warm breath on my neck. Ang tungki ng ilong niya ay dumidikit na malapit sa tainga ko. Doon lang natauhan ang lalaki na hindi nalalayo ang edad kay Rico. He closed his mouth and laughed nervously.
“Looks like she is real. H
