Home, Not Home

The next day passed by in a jiffy. It was long and dreadful, but nothing as new and shocking as the first time working all day in the sun had been. He could see that he'd tanned and he wasn't complaining. It would increase his sexy appeal. But, would he even be interested in flings when he went back to the city? He didn't think so, but he couldn't also predict his sexual thirst.

Finally (and it couldn't come any faster), it was the last night of their very impromptu, very peculiar stay at Jia's grand aunt's home.

Jia was arranging her things in her traveling bag carefully while Arnold stuffed the shirts he'd ordered online into his small laptop bag. He'd ordered some shirts after having to wear one sweaty shirt for too damn long. Jia had laughed at him when he finally got the new shirts, changed into them, and sighed like he'd quenched some inner thirst. He'd gotten so good at ordering clothes online, so it came in his exact size. He'd, however, forgotten to order a traveling bag, so
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