Never Let Me Go's
Sand Palace and Stalkers

Taya crouched down, taking the sand with her hand. He no longer cared about Jean.

For sure at this time, he will enjoy his time alone.

He wanted to create a sand castle, but his abilities were very zero. A few flashes of visible light. He knew, but he tried to get used to his new hobby.

His head turned and how shocked it was to see Jean had been by his side. The man crouched down with his hands touching the sand.

"What's fun?" jean asked without turning his gaze from the sand before him

Taya nodded, in response. Jean who was next to him was successful in making his heart beat faster.

"What do you want to do?" ask Jean back. The man this time looked at Taya intensely.

"Sand palace?" Taya replied doubtfully. Yeah, he hesitated because he couldn't make it. It's very sad, isn't it?

The sound of laughter slowly made Taya who had initially returned to focus with her sand was now diverted. His head was raised looking at Jean with his round eyes.

"Can you do it?"

Taya fell silent then shook her head. It made Jean move closer. Instead of taking the sand that is nearby. The man prefers to take Taya's hard-earned possession.

"Look this."

Taya retreated, her hands she kept on her knees watching every move Jean made. The man will always be charming in his eyes. Yes, even though he knew it was only made an object for the man.

And though he also did not really understand with all the attitude of Jean who tend to ignore him. But sometimes I watch it.

"When do you want to see me like that?"

Taya's eyes blinked, she shook her head slowly and lowered her head, unwilling to answer.

The dark sky above it was dotted with stars that made it look beautiful. And the beach water occasionally hits his feet.

"Well." Jean looked over, she turned her body back. Showing the results he has made. Not too good, but not too bad.

Taya's eyes sparkled when he saw Jean had succeeded in making one sand castle that he often saw.

"Well, can you do it?" tanya shifted her body closer.

Not paying attention to Taya's question. The man stood up. Patting her hands, and taking the camera that was wrapped around her neck.

His hand moved to order Taya closer to the sand castle he made.

The light flashes back to sight.

Taya turned her head towards the sand palace and smiled sweetly.

Checking the results of the picture, Jean smiled faintly, and that Taya could see clearly.

Is Jean smiling from seeing her or something else? Let Taya think it's for it.

"Lo pretty wear that kayak shirt." Jean's sudden words made Taya flinch slowly.

"But I don't like mine to be someone else's spectacle. I ever told you? Or not?" said Jean still with eyes that focus on the camera in her hand.

Taya was silent he was digesting the words of the man. He follows extracurricular swimming and of course tend to wear clothes that show enough parts of his body.

"Brother of you."

Taya reflex pulls both ends of her jacket. Eyes blinked.

This dress is very open. I understand what that man means.

"Why don't you pull the zipper?"

Taya. He wanted to, but he was a little troubled. So he just let it go.

"If you can't, you can ask for help" Jean said. The man approached Taya.

His head lowered pulling the zipper of the woman's jacket up to the neck.

"Do you like others to see?"

Taya shook her head quickly. Of course not, he really never thought of doing that. How could? All this time he only thought about how not to fall to the man in front of him. Although all in vain because in fact he still fell back.

Jean breathed. It was seen that the man in front of him withstood the pressure.

So what makes Jean that way. It wasn't the dress, was it? That's very unlikely.

"Lo makes me crazy." How many times has Jean said this?

They're facing each other. Jean dropped the camera. The man's hand crept up to touch Taya's cheek slowly. Gives a pleasant vibe to Taya.

Taya's eyes fell on Jean's hand that touched her cheek. The gentle swab of the male thumb felt so warm and full. Can Taya hope?

Taya tried to hold back her smile. All the attention Jean gave him felt like a fantasy to him.

Taya flinched as Jean pulled her cheeks until their foreheads touched each other. The girl's eyes blinked. The look that Jean gave her really made her brain work a little slow.

"Jean," said Taya. The woman held tightly to the end of her jacket. It's a nervous feeling he's got right now.

"Hem?"

I really want Taya to scream as loud as possible. Jean looks very different!

Taya smacked her lips.

"Can i?"

***

"Job is fun?"

A man stands on a bridge with his hands holding a camera.

On his shirt was a pin with the shape of half a wing. Looks elegant and classy.

"Go** yourself," said the owner of the half-wing pin. His eyes were focused on the object in front of him.

I heard a loud laugh. Another man. Lean on the bridge divider with both hands crossed in front of the chest.

The man patted his chest many times feeling hurt with a whining expression.

"Oh, it hurts," he said.

The man with the half-wing pin lowered his camera. His eyes stared intently at the man who was his partner.

"A disaster" he told me that making them both partners was not a good idea.

And a laugh was heard again.

"Hey! You should be proud to be a partner. Without me you wouldn't know where they'd go. Brivtarico family smart shut down access. But, I'm smarter of course."

It sounds like I disagree.

"And why do we follow them? They don't look dangerous?"

"Are you stupid? You think that crazy old jackass is gonna assign us to a pointless thing?"

"Oh! Conglomerate boy!"

The man covered his mouth with one other hand outstretched moving his hand up and down quickly.

"Stop joking!"

"okay."

"So what now?" asked the man to straighten his body. His feet approached the partner. Trying to peek at the successful shots of men who had the patience of a tissue-thin was curious.

"Back."

"Did? Going back?" The man straightened his body. His eyes looked at the man beside him in wonder.

"What do you want to do again? Watching people kissing?" the sarcasm.

The man with the pin half-wing lowered his camera. I want to get out of there.

"What does that make you, stand up?" Tempt the partner with up-and-down eyebrow movements.

"You got dirty mind." Opening the car door, leaving the man with all his strange thoughts.

"Yeah, it's me."

"If you still want to feel here, whatever. I'll be back." The man with the half-wing pin lowered his car glass. Staring at the partner flatly.

"Dam! Ahey! When I was allowed to watch it myself. Yodah, come home."

"Look what you said. Greys!" The guy named Grey was smiling sweetly. His feet stepped, opening the car door.

"Gue is not as common as attention so gini. Haha."