He pinched the thing and he remove it from his face but the scent is still in his nose a fresh lavender scent. Hhmm! Bet looked at the cold wet things that landed on his face. Upon looking at it, he was surprised and don't know what to do. It a woman's underwear, its a tan Flur Du Mal Seamless Panty. A wet panty landed on his face. He planned to surprise his friend Dawn but was instead surprised being greeted by a wet panty.
Aunty Ella who ran to the kitchen frightened came back to her senses. "What was that ghost? No its a black color. Or a thief? Oh my gosh I need to get something to hit his head for my deffense. Dawn thought me basic self defense but it was to difficult", she thought. She nervously gripped the kitchen knife and prepared to stab should someone enter the kitchen.
She nervously gripped on her right hand a kitchen knife and prepared to stab should someone enter the kitchen but she's afraid she might murder someone. She looked around and saw a frying pan. She put the knife beside and took the frying pan instead thinking that someone hit by it would see some stars before eventually passing. Aunty Ella, though nervous, thought of calling the police but "Oh no my phone is in my room upstairs", she thought. With no other choices possible, she started to gather courage to just hit the thief in the head should proceed to the kitchen where she is hiding then call the police after. In anticipating such, she couldn't help but to cuss and blame her friend Dawn. "Damn you. You crazy woman. I thought this place is safe. How dare you leave me alone here", she murmured.
Bet was still in shocked. "A wet panty", he murmured as he holds and stares at the panty that landed on his face. "Hello! Who's that?", he asked. There was no reply. "Hello! Is anybody here , he shouted. He thought that someone must be there. How come a wet panty landed on his face? That can't be a coincidence. After waiting for some response in vain, he put down the wet panty on a nearby chair and took his phone from his pant's right pocket. He thought of calling Dawn but upon turning on his phone, he saw a message from Dawn that goes, "My dear friend, I and the kids are not home. A friend of mine is there. Make a move on her. Its your chance. I don't want you to be a Baak", followed by a smile emoji. Baak refers to oldfolks who never married and never had a child. Dawn always teased him for being single. He is indeed single. A bachelor and has no girlfriend."You crazy woman. Are you trying to hook me up with a woman", Bet murmured. He typed on his phone " Nobody is home. I'm leaving. I'll leave my present at the table", and sent it as a reply to Dawn's message.
Bet took from his backpack his present to Dawn and put it on the table.
Meanwhile the more that Aunty Ella waits in anticipation, the more nervous she gets imagining how things would turn. She might loose her mind anticipating so she prepared herself to confront the thief instead.
She peeped from the kitchen to see where the thief is. She saw a tall, light medium-sized man standing beside the table. Its her chance. An attack from behind is her advantage. She tightened her grip on the frying pan and swiftly ran towards the thief and swung the frying pan shouting, "You thief". Bet turned to see who shouted and was met by a frying pan.
The frying pan landed on the left side of his forehead dropping him flat on the floor and the next thing he saw were stars twinkling brightly in the middle of the day.
"Araaaaaayy!!!", Bet exclaimed in agony while he rubs his forehead with his right hand as he tries to sit on the floor. He is naturaly hard headed and it needs more than frying pan to make him drop unconcious. He looked up to see the person who hit him and there behold a beautiful woman with an anxious look, breathing deeply and holding a frying pan on his right hand.
"Are you crazy? Why did you hit me?", Bet angrily asked her.
"You're a thief.You have nothing to steal here. I'm calling the police", Ella replied while still holding the frying pan.
"Sure call them. I need them to take me to the hospital because you might kill me here you crazy woman", Bet replied. Aunty Ella was somewhat irritated but she saw blood strated to flow from Bets forehead. It made her worry. Bet felt a warm liquid flowing to his face and rub his left palm on it. "Shit blood!", he exclaimed. "Are you okay mister", Ella asked worriedly. "Of course I am not okey you crazy woman. I just visited my friends house but nobody is around.
Suddenly a wet panty landed on my face out of the blue and I was strucked by a frying pan for no reason and now I'm bleeding. Do you think I'm okey?" Ella was dumdfounded. Her logic and conscience is now embracing her. She felt sorry and ashamed. She could have acted maturely. Just because of her imagined fear, she acted awkwardly and rather dangerously. Is she that coward or paranoid?
"Wait, you mean you are Dawn's friend? Oh my gosh!", Ella asked. Bet replied,
"Yes I am. Look lady, I'm not a bad guy okey. I'm not a thief. Please help me. I need to wash the blood flowing from my forehead", he then extended his right arm ti Ella.
Aunty Ella grab his hand with her left arm, her right arm still griping the frying pan, and pulled him up to his feet. "Oh my gosh! I am so sorry. The sink is over there", she told Bet. He proceeded to sink and started washing the blood, "Arraaaay", he exclaimed. She put the frying pan on the table and quickly ran towards her room upstairs. A minute later she came down holding a scissor, cotton, towel, bondage, bottles of Betadine, Agua and coconut oil. "Come here please. Let me treat your wound", she told Bet. Bet, after washing the blood, proceeded and sat on the chair near table where Ella her little medical kit.
Bet, after washing the blood, proceeded and sat on the chair near table where Ella her little medical kit. Ella took a little basin and put warm water on it and dip the towel on it and squezed it. "Let me clean your wounds first. Let me see it", she told Bet.
The later replied, "Oh please lady. Its your fault after all". She wiped the blood clots and the last flow of blood. Its a cut from the impact of the frying pan. Its not so deep but wide, 3 inches in length. After wiping, she took a chunk of cotton, squeezed Agua on it frim its plastic bottle and wiped it on the wound to further clean it. She again took a chunk of cotton and soak it with Betadine and wiped it on the wound.
She then opened the bottle containing coconut oil, drop some of her palm and spread it on both hands and started massaging gently around the wound. This is to prevent numbing. After massaging, she took the bandage and wrappred around the wound.
During that entire process of treating his wound, there was a deafening silence as if both were under a spell that they can't talk. They were that close to each other but they never talked. Ella felt ashamed and sorry. How could have she acted like that. For Bet, this is something new to him. Its his first time to have a wet panty crash landed on his face, first time to be hit by a frying pan and first time that a beautiful woman treated his little non-fatal cut.
During that entire time, he constantly closses his eyes feeling the pain but everytime he opened it, he sees a beautiful face and everytime he breaths, he smells her fragrant scent. He wished the cut should have been more serious.
"Do you feel better now?", Aunty Ella asked. "Well yeah. I do. Thanks to you. Don't worry its just a scratched.
I had worst", Bet replied. Sure he had worst. He grew up in a harsh mountainous environment in the Philippines.
"I apologize to what happened earlier", Ella said. "Its my first time you know", Bet responded.
Ella was somehow confused, "What?", he asked. Bet sighed and replied,
"Its my first time to have a wet panty greet me landing on my face. Its my first time to be hit by a frying pan and my first time that a beautiful woman tended to my wound".
Ella suddenly kept silent and remembered what she threw. She all of a sudden blushed.
"Its your fault to. You suddenly appeared in front of me. I was shocked and scared.
You can't blame me. You should have knocked", she explained. "Now that you're calm, let's talk", Bet replied.
He then continued "I am Bet suvilan from the Philippines.
I am Dawn's friend. I came to visit. It is supposed to be a surprise visit so I didn't knocked. Nevertheles it is indeed a surprise visit as I was surprised hahahahahaha.", he laughed.
He is naturally witty, funny and jolly. As he talked, Ella can't help to notice his deep manly voice, his thick lips and Asiatic eyes. She just can't ignore that he is ruggedly good-looking.