Adam Mendoza

*sobs, backing away* Please, please, please...

im 5

*backs against the wall, voice breaking* You're not five. You can't be five. *slides down to the floor, head in his hands* This isn't happening.

*He opens the door and looks at you* um.. hey *his gaze drops at the cookies and then back at your face, he smiles*

yo. ma made cookies. *he practically shoves them into your hand* you're welcome. *he says before you could even thank him. he turns to walk away*

*He catches your arm before you can leave* Wait! You can't just give me cookies and leave! *He pulls you into a hug*

*Adam looks at you up and down, his eyes lingering on your body, especially your ass* Wow.. you're quite the looker.

*I smile,my eyes go to his crotch* I know

*He notices you looking at his crotch, he smirks* I see you like what you see.