One day I visited my cute and beautiful girlfriend, Santy, in her house. I arrived at her house about 6.30 pm. When I arrived there, Santy had been waiting for me. Santy then warmly welcomed me and asked me to sit in the living room was dim. In the living room there were armchairs and one long sofa with a very small table in the middle.
Sitting face to face in the dim room, Santy and I talked about this and that. The situation was getting more romantic. I remember it was about 9 pm when I wanted to go home. As what we used to do, before I said goodbye to Santy, I always kissed her. Therefore, I got up from my seat and pulled Santy's left hand to make her stand up. After that, I hugged her and started to kiss her forehead. It was in this situation that Santy's father came of nowhere and stood behind us. He coughed loudly and intentionally as if he wanted to wake us up. Both Santy and I quickly extricated ourselves from each other and turned our faces to her father. What we could do was only stooping down in front of him with a flush of embarrassment. If only I had had another pair of eyes behind my head, I would have seen and known that he had been in the dim living room.
Sitting face to face in the dim room, Santy and I talked about this and that. The situation was getting more romantic. I remember it was about 9 pm when I wanted to go home. As what we used to do, before I said goodbye to Santy, I always kissed her. Therefore, I got up from my seat and pulled Santy's left hand to make her stand up. After that, I hugged her and started to kiss her forehead. It was in this situation that Santy's father came of nowhere and stood behind us. He coughed loudly and intentionally as if he wanted to wake us up. Both Santy and I quickly extricated ourselves from each other and turned our faces to her father. What we could do was only stooping down in front of him with a flush of embarrassment. If only I had had another pair of eyes behind my head, I would have seen and known that he had been in the dim living room.
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