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Escape Road Part1 Junchansan


His brain and mind were captivated to the sound of Bob Marley’s tunes so busily to himself. Mat was a private detective ex-policeman.
He walked down the street of Capital town in this island nation, with murky early morning sun, that street was so nostalgic but never so dirty, rather so traditionally beautiful which evoked so old colony age Oliver Cromwell governed.


Coz he was spending the precious Friday night with his lover Lily in bed together, that moments scenes was reminiscent to his walking after love raising time on Saturday morning with glazed sunshine and his step was so light and smooth, coz of reververation of his pleasured time with her, and he naturally whistled his favorite Bob Marley tune as One Love, or I Shot the Sheriff or so.


His lover lily is policewomen who was comrade of Mat who was training of gun shooting with him as Mat was the best shooter at the post he was assigned, and second shooter was Lily whom Mat told his knack to shoot the gun so skillfully coz she was the lover of Mat when they were at off of their job.


He remembered the scene with Lily in the bed after a long interval to keep company with each other, coz his job he accepted the mission asked by his intimate client of cheating investigation.
That was so brightly sunny day early morning.
He remembered Lily’s so gentle and coquettish voice with him held by his arm and so sweet weeps disconnectedly she emitted at the acme moment together.
After finishing of love embracing, she whispered him,
“Your tight holding was so nice and easy to me, your passion was so sent to me now, thank you, you are so kind-hearted and soft to me constantly, since I met you for the first time.”
Her eyes and their pupils are so sweetly wet amorous watching his eyes and body.
His cock was rapidly remembering that scene and his it was a little hardened with that scene reminiscence.


He walked to the parking lot he parked at for meeting Lily, and next corner he went to and he was looking at the corner to the parking lot, at the moment, he listened to crying, weeping voiced lady stumbling around the street at that time, she was bruised at her face with reddened purpled bot all around her face and she being sure of Mat presence in front of her, talked to him,
“Please help me, I was buried by my husband, coz he was skeptical to me, doubting I was cheating him and making immoral love affair with another male sex person.”
She almost choked her voice and breath with her suffering emergent her husband violence with his arms and palms, then despite of that he was remembering so sweet time with Lily, but his mellow moments was suddenly discontinued and his consciousness intended to be careful only to buried, domestic violence sufferer that middle-aged woman, but she was so beautiful, then from this time on, let’s call her Mrs. Elegance.


Mat for the time being, said to her like next,
“Let’s go somewhere with a kind of casual dining restaurant opens at the early morning together, my car was parked at the corner over there.”
Then she replied to his suggestion and said,
“Thank you very much, I was so rescued by you utterly and I am thanking you now so much, I can never find the best word to you now, thanks a lot, I’m so pleased with meeting you, so accidentally, just now.”
Listening to her saying, Mat responded like next,
“Never mind, I am ex-policeman, and I know so many cases as if you now suffered from in so tragic situation, I’ve ever met by chance at my police officer ages, not so rarely.”
He was so gentle and so heartwarming to every ladies he’s met in on time of his duty not only his police officer age but also since his private detective age, after resigning former job.
(to be continued)


(Dec. 7th. 2018)