Laura’s POVChase.His name is Chase.I mean the guy I saw in a class room fucking another girl whom I badly wish I could trade places with.Ever since I saw that incident I haven’t been myself, I had masturbated twice the number of times I usually do, just over the weekend. To make matters worse, it was with no one but Chase. And because of the perverted things I had done with him in my mind, I even feel embarrassed at the thought of bumping into him, even though that was nearly impossible. As I walked through the hallway to my locker that morning, all eyes were on me. If I hadn’t done something else like terminating the air with the fart spray trapped in my locker I would have sworn that someone caught me touching myself while Chase and Amelia, as I got to know was her name after so much digging, had sex. But from the way they held they noses whilst whispering and sniggering, I knew it was the fart spray incident.I exhaled deeply and paused for a second before punching in my new
Laura’s POVThe girl I went to sit next to welcomed me whole heartedly, unlike when they will purposely put their bags on empty seats just to avoid being next to me.“Thank you” I muttered politely and turned my attention to the lecturer who immediately looked away like he was caught stealing.The entire class was unable to focus since everyone was whispering about things that were obviously about my new look. I couldn’t only hear them, I could feel their eyes on every part of me.Chase. Where was he? Why wasn’t he in class? Is he even in school? It will be a shame if he doesn’t see me in this dress.The class eventually came to an end and everyone started talking aloud.“Oh my God, who would have thought she is this pretty” A girl started.“I know right” the second girl cooed.“We should go and say hi”“Should we?” When I heard that I spring up abruptly and turned to face the entire class, but came face to face with Queen.“A swine will mistake itself for royalty because it was fo
Laura’s POV“What are you doing?”“Giving you what you want, of course.”My body arose like a flour kneaded with yeast, my nipples erected and ready to burst out of the white crop top I was wearing.“Not here, please,” I said in a whisper that sounded more like a moan.“Shhhh!” He placed a ding on my lips. It was the first time his bare skin was touching mine. I never imagined his finger barely touching my lips would send such electrifying waves of desire through my entire body.“I will have you wherever I want and whichever way I want." His hoarse voice ordered, “Now, take that top off.”Without questioning a single word he said, I yanked my top over my head. My boobs fell out with a bounce and pointed directly at him.“Now close your eyes and touch yourself; nothing will turn me on more than seeing you play with yourself.”Like a fool, I shut my eyes and touched myself while he stared and watched. I didn’t realise how satisfying having him watch me felt until I experienced it. It w
Laura’s POV“What are you doing?”“Giving you what you want, of course.”My body arose like a flour kneaded with yeast, my nipples erected and ready to burst out of the white crop top I was wearing.“Not here, please,” I said in a whisper that sounded more like a moan.“Shhhh!” He placed a ding on my lips. It was the first time his bare skin was touching mine. I never imagined his finger barely touching my lips would send such electrifying waves of desire through my entire body.“I will have you wherever I want and whichever way I want." His hoarse voice ordered, “Now, take that top off.”Without questioning a single word he said, I yanked my top over my head. My boobs fell out with a bounce and pointed directly at him.“Now close your eyes and touch yourself; nothing will turn me on more than seeing you play with yourself.”Like a fool, I shut my eyes and touched myself while he stared and watched. I didn’t realise how satisfying having him watch me felt until I experienced it. It w
POLLEN’S POV As soon as my mother’s car parked directly in front of our small apartment and came to a halt, I did not spare the slightest chance to jump out of it. I began to walk into the house, ignoring her calls. “Pollen, Hey! Get back here!” I hastened my pace as I heard her alight from the car and slam the rickety car door. Her voice drew closer to me. “Are you crazy? Where do you think you’re going?” My mother’s voice hollered again as she tried to catch up with me. In no time, I was in the house. And as I walked into the living room, my younger sister; Laura, was sprawled carelessly across one of the old cushions. She was eating from a bag of Doritos. She raised her gaze to me, a bland, nonchalant expression written all over her face. I ignored her annoying ass and was about to make my way into the room, already mentally planning on shutting myself indoors for the rest of the day to save myself from mother’s troubles. But I was unlucky this time, my mother caught up with
POLLEN’S POV The next day, when I finally returned home after a long day outside to avoid my mother’s troubles, I walked into the living room to see her seated on the cushion with a small printed piece of paper in her hand. She raised her gaze to meet mine as soon as she noticed me walk in. “Where have you been?” She asked with a raised brow. “The city park” I replied, trying the best I could to act nonchalant. “Whatever.” She rolled her eyes and threw the paper towards me. I eyed the paper and moved my honey- brown eyes back to her and finally back to the paper again before crouching down to pick it up. After straightening my frame, I proceeded to read the content of the paper. It said: Chyna. Twenty-five. Accountant. Studied at Harvard University. A sportsperson.Date spot: Blu Restaurant, Thursday night. 7pm on the dot. A confused frown crossed my face as I read the details of the paper, and I lifted my gaze back to my mother again. “What is this supposed to be?” “Your Aunt
RAYMOND’S POV I watched my reflection in the mirror as I arranged my black tuxedo. My dark, slightly messy hair, which refused to budge as always, left me with no choice but to lay it down with my hands. I exhaled deeply as I gave myself one last look in a mirror, the thought of going on a blind date with some lady weighs down on my shoulder like a rock. On a usual day, I would never be caught having a ridiculous date with just anyone, or accepting my mother’s offer to find me a wife. But here I was, all thanks to my Late Grandfather. Last week, Grandfather’s long awaited Will finally arrived, and the lawyer had revealed the most ridiculous idea ever. The Will stated that he would only hand the family’s company to any of his grandchildren who gets married and conceives a child first. Automatically instigating a silly competition between my cousin —Mark, and I. Since we were the only grandchildren that he had. But then again, I did not allow my rage to gain control of me. I was not g
POLLEN’S POV He was tall, with the shoulders of a titan. And even though he was seated, he still towered over me in a dominating way, which I couldn’t help but admit was sexy. He had a pair of fierce, yet warm hazel eyes, they were piercing and quite intimidating. In a way that would cause any woman to go on her knees in complete worship and adoration of him. His midnight dark messy hair gave a boyish look to his masculine physique, with his American tuxedo fitting so perfectly on his athletic frame. I almost drooled at the mere sight of the perfect image of the man sitting in front of me, across the table. If this was truly my blind date, then this was the best thing my mother and Aunt Margaret had ever done for me. “Are you alright?” He asked me, breaking me from my trance. His eyes moved to my dress, and I felt another wave of embarrassment wash through me. “Uh. I–uh. I mistakenly dropped an uh... glass of water on my dress.” I stuttered and mentally slapped myself in the fac