{"id":2841,"date":"2015-07-09T15:00:00","date_gmt":"2015-07-09T14:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=2831"},"modified":"2015-07-09T15:00:00","modified_gmt":"2015-07-09T14:00:00","slug":"love-touch-me-like-you-do-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2015\/07\/09\/love-touch-me-like-you-do-6\/","title":{"rendered":"Love (Touch) me like you do 6."},"content":{"rendered":"
autor: Sisa<\/p>\n

<\/strong> Ko\u010deny, Tom hovor\u00ed Billovi Pane, preto\u017ee je jeho nadriaden\u00fd a v lochu je to tak proste zvykom \ud83d\ude42 Neh\u013eadajte v tom nejak\u00fd skryt\u00fd v\u00fdznam. Aj ke\u010f… mus\u00edm uzna\u0165, \u017ee Tom si to oslovenie naozaj u\u017e\u00edva \ud83d\ude00 Op\u00e4tovne \u010fakujem za koment\u00e1re a u\u017eite si diel \ud83d\ude42<\/em><\/div>\n

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Bill sa to\u010dil na svojej stoli\u010dke a po o\u010dku sledoval mlad\u00e9ho skladn\u00edka. „Mike? Ako sa vol\u00e1?“ Osloven\u00fd sa oto\u010dil a uprel poh\u013ead na mlad\u00edka.<\/div>\n
„On? Thomas.“ Odpovedal a zamra\u010dene si Billa prezeral. „Nezaple\u0165 sa s n\u00edm.“<\/div>\n
„Nie…“ Blondiak okam\u017eite zavrtel hlavou, ale zvedavos\u0165 bola silnej\u0161ia. „A pre\u010do tu je?“<\/div>\n
Mike nes\u00fahlasne nakr\u010dil obo\u010die ale odpovedal. „Drogy. Na\u0161li mu nejak\u00e9 svinstvo a zab\u00e1sli ho. Dostal ale len minim\u00e1lny trest a posed\u00ed si len zo p\u00e1r mesiacov.“<\/div>\n
Bill nasucho prehltol. Spomenul si na svoje posledn\u00e9 slov\u00e1 adresovan\u00e9 mlad\u00e9mu v\u00e4z\u0148ovi. „Aha.“ Zamumlal a poh\u013ead zaboril do monitoru.<\/p>\n

Nepre\u0161la ani hodina a dvere kancel\u00e1rie sa otvorili. „Bill?“ Ohl\u00e1sil ho mu\u017e medzi nimi. Mlad\u00edk sa na svojho \u0161\u00e9fa placho zad\u00edval.<\/div>\n

„\u00c1no?“<\/div>\n
„P\u00f4jde\u0161 do skladu a n\u00e1jde\u0161 mi tam zop\u00e1r zlo\u017eiek. Trumper ti pom\u00f4\u017ee. Je to tam treba roztriedi\u0165 a uprata\u0165, tak\u017ee dnes zostane\u0161 tam.“<\/div>\n
„Ale…“<\/div>\n
„Ale?“ \u0161\u00e9f zdvihol obo\u010die a uprel na neho poh\u013ead. Bill len ticho zavrtel hlavou. Nedovolil si protestova\u0165. Ticho vyd\u00fdchol a zamieril dlhou chodbou ku skladu. Nerv\u00f3zne pre\u0161liapol a pomaly vo\u0161iel do skladu. Tom st\u00e1l pri stole a prehrab\u00e1val sa nejak\u00fdmi papiermi. O mal\u00fa chv\u00ed\u013eku na neho uprel poh\u013ead.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
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„Oh… potrebujete nie\u010do… pane?“ u\u0161krnul sa.<\/div>\n
Bill sa zop\u00e1r kr\u00e1t zhlboka nad\u00fdchol. „\u00c1no, upraceme to tu.“ Pre\u0161iel pomaly bli\u017e\u0161ie a prezeral si \u0161t\u00f3sy r\u00f4znych z\u00e1kaziek. „Za\u010dneme odtia\u013eto.“ Zamyslene uk\u00e1zal na jednu z pol\u00edc a roztr\u017eite sa obzeral po nie\u010dom, na \u010do by sa mohol postavi\u0165, aby do\u010diahol. Spokojne sa usmial, ke\u010f poh\u013eadom narazil na mal\u00fd rebr\u00edk a okam\u017eite si ho o policu oprel a vyliezol na najvy\u0161\u0161\u00ed stupienok. „Budem v\u00e1m to pod\u00e1va\u0165 a vy to budete d\u00e1va\u0165 na st\u00f4l.“ Usilovne unikal o\u010dami pred v\u00e4z\u0148ov\u00fdm poh\u013eadom. Vy\u0165ahoval jednotliv\u00e9 zlo\u017eky a pohmk\u00e1val si pri tom mel\u00f3diu hraj\u00facu z r\u00e1dia.<\/div>\n
„Aby v\u00e1s to nezlomilo.“ Uchechtol sa Tom ticho a vzal mu z r\u00fak nejak\u00e9 papiere. „To viete, vypad\u00e1te, \u017ee toho moc nezjete.“ Neodpustil si pobaven\u00fd \u00fa\u0161krn a uchechtol sa, ke\u010f mu na hlave prist\u00e1la nejak\u00e1 kniha. „No, ako by som nehovoril. T\u00e1 rana ni\u010d moc, pane.“ Pobavene sa zad\u00edval do Billov\u00fdch nahnevan\u00fdch o\u010d\u00ed.<\/p>\n

V mladom polygrafovi to len vrelo. Naozaj sa mu pr\u00e1ve vysmial do o\u010d\u00ed?! Zavr\u010dal a urazene oto\u010dil hlavu sp\u00e4\u0165 k papierom. Ticho si mumlal pod nos nad\u00e1vky a vyberal spisy z police. Zavr\u010dal nie\u010do v \u0161t\u00fdle aby sa staral o seba a vzal jeden z najhrub\u0161\u00edch \u0161an\u00f3nov. Cukol sa, ke\u010f ho papiere prev\u00e1\u017eali a u\u017e c\u00edtil, ako pad\u00e1 z rebr\u00edka. Stisol vie\u010dka a n\u00e1sledne ich prekvapene otvoril, ke\u010f zac\u00edtil nie\u010die ruky, ako ho pevne zvieraj\u00fa okolo p\u00e1sa. Prudko sa nad\u00fdchol a pozeral do Tomov\u00fdch hned\u00fdch o\u010d\u00ed. Trhane vyd\u00fdchol, ke\u010f ho pritisol na svoje telo. C\u00edtil jeho pevn\u00fd hrudn\u00edk a ve\u013ek\u00e9 ruky na svojom \u00fazkom p\u00e1se. „Pus\u0165.“ \u0160epol ticho, no odpove\u010fou mu bolo nes\u00fahlasn\u00e9 zamumlanie. Trvalo len sekundu, k\u00fdm ho mlad\u00edk natisol na stenu a naplno sa vpil do pln\u00fd pier. Dovolil si len tich\u00e9 zak\u0148u\u010danie, k\u00fdm privrel o\u010di a ticho zastenal do v\u00e4z\u0148ov\u00fdch pier. Privrel vie\u010dka a jemne stisol jeho ramen\u00e1. O p\u00e1r sek\u00fand sa jeho z\u00e1p\u00e4stia ocitli natisnut\u00e9 na stene nad jeho hlavou. Strhol sa a prudko ucukol. „Pustite ma!“ sykol a prudko sa mu vy\u0161mykol. Odstr\u010dil ho od seba a daroval mu dostato\u010dne siln\u00fa facku. Prudko d\u00fdchal a pozeral do Tomov\u00fdch o\u010d\u00ed. „U\u017e nikdy! Nikdy v \u017eivote sa ma nedot\u00fdkaj!“ zavr\u010dal a s buchnut\u00edm dver\u00ed opustil miestnos\u0165.<\/p>\n

Vletel na toalety ako blesk a nezabudol za sebou zamkn\u00fa\u0165. Prudko lapal po dychu a sna\u017eil sa uk\u013eudni\u0165, ale ne\u0161lo to. Bolo to \u0165a\u017ek\u00e9. Zad\u00edval sa na seba do zrkadla a prudko do neho udrel p\u00e4s\u0165ou. Ignoroval hluk a aj pulzuj\u00facu boles\u0165. Ticho zavzlykal a sklopil hlavu. Oprel sa o stenu a zviezol sa po nej na zem. Pritisol si k telu kolen\u00e1 a zaboril do nich hlavu. Spomienky sa vracali a on z\u00fafalo zat\u00fa\u017eil po svojich liekoch. Natiahol dla\u0148 a zovrel v nej jeden z v\u00e4\u010d\u0161\u00edch strepov. Trhane sa nad\u00fdchol a pritisol si ho k z\u00e1p\u00e4stiu. Stisol vie\u010dka a zatla\u010dil.<\/p>\n

Strhol sa, ke\u010f sa ozvalo b\u00fachanie na dvere. Vyd\u00fdchol a pustil ho na zem. Opatrne vstal a pre\u0161iel ku dver\u00e1m. Utrel si slzy a otvoril. \u010cakal za nimi kohoko\u013evek, ale ur\u010dite nie Toma, ktor\u00fd okam\u017eite vk\u013azol dnu a zamkol za sebou. Bill sa nad\u00fdchol na protest, ale to u\u017e skon\u010dil natisnut\u00fd na stene s dla\u0148ou na \u00fastach.<\/div>\n

„Ticho. Presta\u0148!“ sykol mu do ucha, ke\u010f sa Bill pok\u00fa\u0161al dosta\u0165 z jeho zovretia. Ke\u010f sa mlad\u00edk skuto\u010dne upokojil, pomaly ho pustil a jemne stisol jeho z\u00e1p\u00e4stie. „Krv\u00e1ca\u0161. O\u0161etr\u00edm ti to.“ Zamumlal a pritiahol si ho k sebe, pomaly o\u0161etruj\u00fac jeho dla\u0148.<\/div>\n
Blondiak po \u0148om unavene tekal o\u010dami, k\u00fdm vyd\u00fdchol a sklopil hlavu. Bol vy\u010derpan\u00fd.<\/div>\n
„Hotovo… nabud\u00face by ste mal by\u0165 opatrnej\u0161\u00ed.“ Zamumlal ticho a pustil jeho dla\u0148. Slabo sa usmial a opustil toalety, nech\u00e1vaj\u00fac zm\u00e4ten\u00e9ho Billa za sebou.<\/p>\n

autor: Sisa<\/strong><\/div>\n

betaread: J. :o)<\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

autor: Sisa Ko\u010deny, Tom hovor\u00ed Billovi Pane, preto\u017ee je jeho nadriaden\u00fd a v lochu je to tak proste zvykom \ud83d\ude42 Neh\u013eadajte v tom nejak\u00fd skryt\u00fd v\u00fdznam. Aj ke\u010f… mus\u00edm uzna\u0165, \u017ee Tom si to oslovenie naozaj u\u017e\u00edva \ud83d\ude00 Op\u00e4tovne \u010fakujem za koment\u00e1re<\/p>\n

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