Chapter 15: The Lost Bag
Eye to eye.
“Santos? What do you think you are doing here?” Ravana asked him. The steam in the room was still thick enough to cover her nipples and her pussy. However, the young man could clearly see all the rest of her perfectly. She was just as magnificent as she was yesterday when she asked him to come to her room and that he had sex with her. If anything, she was even more beautiful than yesterday. Perhaps it was her showing her true colours to him. Or perhaps it was because he was now certain that it was the woman from his dreams.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to barge in here, but I forgot something important, and I can’t find it. I never meant to come back. I perfectly understand if you told me to go away. Please, trust me.”
“What did you forget?” the gorgeous woman cocked her head. She wasn’t trusting him. She was instead fully suspicious of him, but she chose to believe him. This one time, she decided to believe him. She quickly grabbed a towel from the side of the shower wall and wrapped it around her waist as she seductively stepped out of the shower without making an effort. She stood in the middle of the bathroom, still vastly surrounded by the thick fog of steam. The interior of the bathroom was so hot, Santos could barely stand it. Without forgetting to mention the fact that she was making this a lot hotter as well. The thin towel was not even long or large enough to properly cover her body. Her nipples nearly popped out at the top of the towel. Her crotch was barely covered by it. It was torrid to him.
“One of my bags. The one that had my wallet in it. It’s a messenger bag,” the young man explained to her, trying to look away.
“Why don’t you carry your wallet in your pocket like most people?” Ravana immediately questioned him regarding this.
“I don’t really know. I randomly threw it in my bag.”
“Okay. So, you can’t find it now? That’s it?” she asked him.
“It’s a little more complicated than that, to be frank with you,” Santos lowered his head and still attempted his best not to look too much at her despite the fact that he already had sex with her.
“What are you trying to say? What is more complicated?”
“Perhaps you should come downstairs with me,” he told her.
The next minute, the two were now downstairs, in the classroom where she gave her yoga lessons. Ravana was still only wearing her towel. She didn’t take the time to put on anything else. She stood in the middle of this mess. Her place had been trashed while she was taking her shower. This was chaotic, to say the least. Much too chaotic for her. If her place was zen and relaxing to be in normally, now, the room was turned so upside down that it wasn’t recognizable and there was no longer anything calming about it. Ravana was doing her best to hold the towel in place around her waist as she walked through the mess that had become the classroom.
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“Did they have to make such a mess?” Ravana asked herself.
“I wonder who did this…” the young man sighed.
“I have an idea of who did this. I know these people.”
“You do? You know who did this?” Santos asked her.
“I do. But it’s none of your business,” she replied to him. Not too long afterwards, the young man went to the window of the classroom. He looked outside: The strange vehicle he saw outside earlier was no longer there. It was gone. He took it as suspicious.
“Hey! There was a car parked outside of your place earlier when I came here. It’s gone now. It’s probably them. Do you know what they wanted if you can’t tell me who they are?” he demanded.
“Whatever they were looking for, it was not here.”
“I see… What was it, though?” he couldn’t help it. Curious.
“Why do you do seem to do it on purpose, young man?” she asked.
“What do you mean?” he nervously replied to her.
“Why are you not looking at me when you speak to me?” she interrogated him. Doing so in quite a seducing manner. She sat down for a second on the side of a table and folded her arms together. She stared at the young man with desiring eyes before ultimately standing back up again. At certain times, it felt as if she was playing with him. Toying. Taunting him. Santos had never met someone like her before.
“It’s because you are naked and that would be disrespectful,” which made a lot of sense for him. Their relationship wasn’t truly existent, even though they had sex that one time. He respected her.
“I am not naked. I have an entire towel on. Don’t you see?” she told him, seductively swinging her hips as she said the word: ‘Towel’. She slowly walked closer to him in the middle of the room.
“So, you don’t mind?” he demanded of her.
“Of course, not. And don’t worry, I’m sure we’ll find your wallet. It should be somewhere around here,” she reassured him.
“No. It’s not. It’s gone. It was in my locker. They took it.”
“I’m sorry. You better cancel your cards, then. All of them.”
“Right. I guess it could have been worse. I am going to leave you alone now, then. Unless you need me to clean up this mess…”
“I believe there is something else bothering you. What is it?”
“When I found you at the river. You were undressed. I was wondering… Did you have sex with the river monster?” he asked her.
“So… That’s what is bothering you so much, young man?”
“Yeah. Something like that. I don’t know. It’s crazy.”
“It’s not. It’s a good question. No. I did not have sex with it. Although, he might have felt like he did. I know, it’s hard to believe, but I was able to trick him. To make him think like he was having sex with me. But it wasn’t the case. I would never have sex with something like that,” she explained what happened to him.
“Is that really the case?” he asked her.
“I promise.”
“I see. Well, I better help you with this mess…” and he began picking stuff up from the floor. Which he soon dropped as Ravana suddenly and mysteriously appeared right in front of him. She touched his crotch. Felt his big dick through his clothes.
She knelt.
“Um? What are you doing, Miss. Ravana?”
“How about I clean you first before we clean this place up?”