I yawned stretching my slender body across the dark leather couch. I grabbed the remote from the glossy glass coffee table and the large plasma screen TV. I flipped thru the two thousand channels not really watching what was on.

I sipped on the beer in my other hand.

With every channel that I flipped on, images of her would float back to my conscious. I flipped onto the adult videos purchasing the first one I saw. I wanted to clear my head and focus on the two women dressed in pink lingerie massaging each other.

My eyes clouded over as I watched the pale slender women up between each others legs.

The two women’s lips and tongues glided over each others and I forced myself to think of them and not her. But all I could imagine was her. I bit my bottom lip as my jeans tighten around my hips.

“…” My trembling fingers ped my jeans my member throbbed and I wrapped my hands around it, pumping, my body relaxed.

I moaned as blood rushed under my finger tips, my breathing came out sharp and short. My hearing clouded over as the feelings that I suppressed bubbled up. It smothered me and I was senseless to it.

My body tight with stress trembled. I tightened my hand around myself my other hand squeezed the soft sack under my shaft. I closed my eyes letting the pleasure roll in hot waves across my abdomen. I gritted my teeth as I ed and arched my back as hot liquid spilled across my hands and onto the floor.

I released and I turned the TV off getting up to grab a wet towel. I could hear someone punching in the security codes and the door slowly opening just as I finished cleaning up the mess and I made my way to my room to take a shower.

3RD POINT OF VIEW

Naomi smiled as she entered the boy’s spacious loft. It was slightly glamorous with a touch of a bunch of guys lived here not superstars.

The walls were a fresh crème color all the finishing was black. Large portraits of the boys decorated the walls tastefully, only an expert could have put these together.

“Welcome to our castle baby.” SeungRi smiled at her while DaeSung waved dramatically gesturing her to come in.

SeungHyun made his way to the bar grabbing some of the beers that JiYong must of left. He handed one to Naomi.

Naomi stared at the screen that was paused. Two women’s bodies half were caressing each other on a large white bed.

“Interesting…” she smiled up at SeungHyun.

He smiled nervously at her and cleared his throat. YoungBae grabbed the remote canceling the order.

“Ah sorry about that.” YoungBae gave her an apologetic look.

“Yeah…so where’s your bathroom?” She looked around.

TaeYang pointed down one of the halls. “Last door to the left.”

She smiled handing him her drink. “Thank you. Hold his for me?”

Naomi made her way down the hall. When she was done she glanced into the rooms as she passed them, guessing which room belonged to who as she passed them.

One room caught her eye and she stopped and glanced inside. It wasn’t messy, which was strange, but was overpopulated with shoes, hats, clothes and toys.

She smiled as she eyed the second part of the room which was clear of clothes and a white queen sized bed with luxurious linens was. A large Mac laptop laid on it and she walked in. She eyed all the stacked t-shirts and ran her fingers across the small figurines that were lined neatly on a top shelf.

Her eyes fell on a notebook, filled with words she couldn’t quite make out. But it wasn’t the words that pulled her in; it was the doodles in the margins that made her smile.

She breathed smelling Chanel cologne and a hint of cigarettes. Naomi eyed a pack lying on a computer desk with music equipment and white Dr. Drey headphones.

GDRAGON’S POINT OF VIEW

I heard the boy’s loud voices from down the hall as I made my way to my room. I opened the door and Naomi turned quickly, her body turned from her bend position over my desk.

Her eyes widened and she shrunk back as I glared at her. She gasped sharply as she eyed me in my white tank top and sweats, water tripped from my hair down onto my shoulder.

“Oh…I’m so sorry I…was just looking around…I shouldn’t be here.” Her flustered movements made my icy stare melt. She moved to leave and I touched her arm, quickly pulling my hand away and she froze.

She stared at her arm then at me and I swallowed. “No…its ok really, don’t worry about it.”

She twisted her fingers together and my eyes shifted and I moved to sit on my bed. She turned and faced me, her hands wrapped around her body.

“You didn’t see ok before.” Her voice was just a whisper.

My eyes flickered to her chest and I though about those women on the screen and how she surpassed any of them.

“You surprised me that’s all. It’s not like I walk into my room after a long day of work and I find a pretty there.” I muttered.

She stared at me for a moment then turned her eyes to my sneakers. “You have quite a collection.” She turned her back to me and I limped over to her.

“Yeah well sneakers are the only things I really wear…” She turned to look at me I glanced down at the gold cross nestled in her deep cleavelege.
Without thinking I reached for it, my hands touched the hot flesh on her chest. “This is beautiful.”

“Thanks…it was a gift.” She didn’t flinch when my fingers let the cross drop and my eyes ran up her chest up to her sultry eyes.

“From your boyfriend?” I asked.

“No my mom gave it to me actually.” She whispered.

I nodded and shifted my weight for a second and pain ripped thru my leg.

“Ah, !” I groaned and she placed her hands on my chest. I heaved and groaned as my ankle throbbed painfully.

“You shouldn’t be standing on it.” Naomi’s voice went up a few octaves as she helped me sit back on my bed.

“I’m tougher then I look. I’ve been thru much more then this.” I gritted my teeth.

“Your not superman you know…even superstars bleed.” She whispered sitting next to me.

I stared at her her words shocked me. She stared at my arms. “Moderato…Dolce Vida.”

I stretched out my arms so she can see well. She where the tattoos were permanently etched into my skin. She looked up shyly at me and I stared back.

“What?” I said after a while.

“Um…nothing really.” She shook her head breathing deeply.

I looked up as the door opened and SeungRi poked his head in. He eyed us for a moment and grinned I felt like throwing a pillow at him.

“Hey lady…Noona is here to pick you up!”

“Oh…ok.” She stood up, walking to the door. She turned to me smiling apologetically.

“I see you around I guess…”

“Yeah…sure.” I nodded and watched Lois Lane leave my bedroom.