Chapter 10 – The Nun and the Bookstore Lady
10. The nun and the bookstore lady
“No more”
It was very cute to see her face blushing.
“Can’t something like this happen between us?”
I said sullenly.
“Uh! What is the age difference between us? “We are 10 years apart!”
“That’s really lewd!” I’ll let you touch me as much as I want after you take the graduation exam, so anyway, not in your panties. “They’ve given me permission to do so even now!”
“Please… “
“Ha.. If I keep doing this, I’ll never meet you again. I know that my heart specifically allowed this for today only.”
I kept my mouth shut at the cold expression.
When I was sullen, he sighed and suddenly hugged me tightly.
The nun started patting me in her arms.
“Who did you fight with last time? Why did you do that?”
“Ha..That guy says I’m Satan!”
“What..Satan?”
He asked back with a bitter expression.
“Yes..I don’t have any faith..”
“Phew…I guess I should at least pretend to believe it. Jian. Why are you so flexible! So, the other nuns also disapprove of you.”
“…Do you hate me too, nun? Because you have no faith? “Because it’s non-religious?”
“…No. “The nun was also an atheist in the past.”
“Really… ?”
I asked the nun with a twinkle in her eye.
The nun was similar to me in the past.
She started telling me stories that the nun had never told me.
She began to slowly and seriously tell us about her past.
It was truly a miraculous story that was hard to believe.
“So are you still taking medicine?”
“Huh. There is a way to receive it!”
“I’m glad..They say there is no permanent treatment?”
“There is a way… It will take a very long time and it will be fixed when the time comes..?”
“Phew… Sister, I hope you get better quickly.”
“I know… “
We chatted like that until the time came to part ways,
After saying hello to the nun, it was like we never met.
I quietly left the parking lot.
***
Sister.
Sometimes, he let me cry in his arms.
“Come here, Jian.”
The voice that once sounded sharp now sounds sweet.
I walked up to Sister Rocket, buried her face in her chest, opened her arms and hugged her tightly.
The nun also wrapped me in her arms and hugged me tightly.
“You listen well. “Puppy.”
He strokes my head as if I were a toy.
I feel a soft touch on my face.
This is my first time feeling such a soft pillow in my life. The cushion was no joke.
The best pillow on earth.
If I die here, will I go to heaven?
This incredibly soft and soft texture that you can feel through your face.
It was paradise.
I loved it so much that I felt like I was going to die.
***
I like the nun better.
In a religious center, you couldn’t pretend to be close to a nun.
Because you don’t want to be caught secretly meeting!
Just looking at the nun made her feel good.
The nun always seemed to be the only one wearing different clothes.
Sister Rocket was like a teacher to many men.
Because in their dreams, I will be a sex education teacher.
A nun once pointed out to Sister Rocket to dress neatly.
Sister Rocket showed her size with a puzzled expression.
The nun surrendered to the greatness of her Sister Rocket and left her place without a word.
And she started talking to other nuns, saying that they couldn’t understand how the nun did surgery on her breasts.
Jealousy. It was jealousy.
Sister Rocket has experienced such jealousy countless times.
It was just a property passed down from my parents and a blessing from heaven, but I was dissatisfied with others who could not acknowledge it.
There were many people who could not believe it.
Other men just became beasts corrupted by sexual desires.
Rocket’s sister has such a sexy body.
If she had big breasts, her torso she would have to be thick or big, but Sister Rocket wasn’t like that.
It was the body of a typical Western woman with superior genes, with only a slender body and large breasts and buttocks.
Because she has this type of body, even the same clothes look different.
The nun’s uniform of the Ilcheon Sisters is an outfit that makes one feel pious and full of faith.
An outfit that excludes any sexual desires.
It was made without considering women’s lines at all, and the purpose was to hide the lines.
Even in that nun’s uniform, Sister Rocket’s voluptuous figure makes this conservative outfit look sexy.
Haha..
I am masturbating.
Thinking of the nun.
I want to rip off all my clothes and lick the nun’s ass.
In my imagination, I was doing to the nun the same things that male actors do to female actors in porn.
I couldn’t hold back any longer and ran to the bathroom.
****
Woojin, my friend and close brother, was waiting for me.
The time we promised to meet at the used bookstore is approaching.
This bookstore has been a refuge and a hideout that Woojin and I have frequented for a long time.
A used bookstore on the third floor of a building in a corner alley.
Ra-eun Hall, a sexy and pretty woman who is the wife of the owner of the used bookstore, is always present.
Ra-eun Hall is very young compared to her husband. She is a couple with a large age gap.
She often comes to our religious center to volunteer with her husband.
So I found out and we started using this bookstore.
While her wife is so trendy and pretty,
The bookstore guy with the really old-fashioned hair style works hard at serving.
At some point, I started not coming to volunteer work.
At some point, I started smoking and spitting as if I was being forced, which was strange.
It seems like the guy who worked hard has a big problem.
He wasn’t my part-time job.
Because there was a bookstore lady who was nice to me, she didn’t pay any attention.
She was always wearing a Missy look, so whenever he came to our religious center, she was busy stealing glances.
My eyes were good.
I spoke to Woojin about Missy’s look while admiring it.
Ra-eun Hall’s hips are killing me because she doesn’t want to be spanked.
But surprisingly, Woojin wasn’t interested in married women.
Of course, all I could think about was Sister Rocket, so Halla-eun and her ajumma she were just my eye candy.
Also, obscene language.
It was a chat material for her friendship with Woojin Lee.
I was waiting alone, smiling sinisterly.
Why don’t you come like this?
I glanced at my phone.
It’s not time yet.
Is Woojin really not interested in the bookstore lady?
So ugly and pretty?
Of course, I have a nun, but…
*
Woojin is coming from far away waving his hand his.
“Brother!”
“Jian!”
“Brother.. You know. It’s about the ladies..”
Wouldn’t Woojin actually be interested in the bookstore lady? With the heart.
As she went to the bookstore, she quietly brought up her story to Woojin on the subject of ‘ajumma.’
While listening to Woo-jin’s story about her aunt, she changed her story to ‘Han Ra-eun’s beauty and body’, and Woo-jin’s brother drew a line and said.
“If you cross a married woman, you’ll be in big trouble. Life sucks. Especially a woman with such a rich man.”
I shook my head vigorously and explained.
“No. Brother. When did you say I passed it? “I was just talking about the body.”
My brother smiled and answered.
“My brother can clearly see what you are thinking.”
That’s not it. I thought my brother liked married women.
Today, there was a man at the used bookstore. The owner of the used bookstore that sells these used books.
Woojin and I conveniently called him ‘Bookstore Man’.
The used bookstore was located on the third floor of a building in a corner.
It was located in a bad commercial area.
So this place was one of our refuges because there were no real people.
A place to come when the alert goes off.
Or a place where we often gather and have meetings just the two of us.
Normally no one came, but one day an old man in a suit came.
“Do you have a very old black-covered book?”
“Look for it!”
Then the old man quickly gave up 100,000 won.
“As you can see, he is old. Please find it yourself. “I’ll give it to you when I find it.”
Halla-eun, her ajumma her, stood up and began searching through her bookstore.
She came up to us who were sitting and chatting.
“Jian, Woojin. Help me lady. “I’ll give you 100,000 won.”
A tight dress visible through the padding.
I had a hard time making eye contact so I looked into space and spoke.
“What’s going on?”
Woojin got up from his seat and spoke to me.
“It’s a very old black-covered book. Right?”
Halla-eun and her aunt nodded her head.
“Huh. I also don’t know what books are here. “You guys please take a look.”
We searched everywhere for about 5 minutes.
“I think I’ve seen almost everything…”
At that time, a clean-cut old man wearing a bowler hat approached.
“Looking at it, it looks like it doesn’t exist.”
“I will look for more.”
“That’s it. This is enough. “Just take the 100,000 won.”
The old man lowered his head and started to go.
The lady stopped while trying to return the 100,000 won.
Then he turned to us and handed out 100,000 won.
“Guys. Share 50,000 won each. “Buy something delicious with this.”
“Ah… “It’s a bit difficult to receive it because I can’t find it.”
Woojin scratched his head and said.
I wanted to say thank you right away, but I held back.
“No. There really is no need for the lady. You guys went through a lot earlier. Phrases. Look at Jian’s sweat.”
The lady gave 100,000 won to Woojin.
And then he stretched out his hand and gently wiped away my sweat.
The moment our hands touched, we both stopped for a moment and looked at each other blankly.
