It happened more than a year now. Yes, it took that long. It took that long before Seb realized that he is in fact, inlove with the guy that he's working with. And if you think that's he's doing perfectly fine about this? Well we are all wrong. First. The guys is freaking straight as a pole and second? He's a total womanizer.
Let me refresh the mind of everybody, or better to say, orient everyone to the dilemma that our good friend Seb is going through.
It was a cool afternoon of winter season when Seb had this rapid increase in his cardiac rhythm, it started perfectly fine, doing his his job at a cafe bar, but it turned out into something he didn't really wished to happen. An old friend came by, and by popularity, Seb instantly knew that his guy was no ordinary man after all. Probably running in his late 20s, with perfectly sculpted ebony body, and curls of black hair, this man quite makes an impression. His eyes are exquisitely sexy, and those goddam perfect teeth that could make a perfect ingredient for a killer smile, are what brings the best out of him. But the best of these? His charming personality. He cracks jokes that even a stoic person will find a perfect spot to smile. His smile, that can even melt the frozen heart of our Seb.
It was that day that our Seb realized the horrible truth that he, is the man the Seb would want to be his boyfriend. The worst part is? The guy offered his hand for handshake, introducing his name as Brook. What a sexy ass bad name for a black guy eh? But what can we say? It's happens, and it happens quite rarely.
Now the dilemma is that our good friend is working with him all the time that he can't concentrate on his job very well. Anxious of being with Brooks dominant presence, our submissive friend would sometime forget the drink asked by the clients, shaking in making coffees, often burning his delicate skin with scalding water. But that's nothing compared to the fact that Brook is a womanizer.
Seb would always endure the pain of seeing him flirting with pretty clients. That sometimes he even asks for the phone numbers of these ladies, but what can our good friend do? Any advise folks? Nothing eh? Well, let's cut this story for a while, for all we know, future can't be predicted, and as for our lovingly masochist friend, he's going to pretend that everything is ok. Or rather, will be okay.
