CREAM “Yes, mommy is here.” I pull her off the ground and embrace her tightly. She smelled of coconut milk, her favourite bath gel. I bury my face in her hair and I'm filled with peace. I missed this child much more than I realize. “Mommy you're hurting me.” She murmured and i instantly release her and set her down.“Wow Prudy, you have gotten so big.”She twirled for me to see that she indeed has grown, and i am hit with guilt for missing out on so much of her life. “Who is this?” she points unabashedly at Vaughn.I almost forgot he was here. And I have no idea how I am supposed to introduce him, what do I say? We were not exactly friends, and it would be too weird to say my professor was here with me. “Hello little lady. My name is Vaughn. What is your name?” he says with a smile, saving me.She tilts her head to the side to watch him carefully and then decides she likes him but Prudy likes everybody. “My name is Prudy. I like your n
KISS A mirthless laugh tumbles out of my mouth. As I regarded my “family”. Elizabeth two had the long of contempt plastered on her fake face, Elizabeth three has the nerve to look slightly guilty. “Want to get married?” I ask Vaughn who looked out of place in this gathering. I felt a pang of guilt for bringing him here today.“Married?” he echoed.“Yeah, I have to wash off the name and stink of Harrington from me forever.” “You ungrateful child.”I turn to Elizabeth two. Her perfectly plucked brows are straining to look as she felt, but the botox she'd received over the years won't let it happen. “Yvonne was never as rich as you. What do you want on her will that would make you hang the child over me?” Nobody responds but I can't stay there and listen anymore. I am shaking in my boots and i can not cry in front of them. I am shaking when I storm out of the living room. My feet felt uprooted from the ground, I collapse against the wall for
CLOTHES Judge Taylor snorts. “You blew your chance when you had it.” She was talking about when I literally blew up my car. I wince and walk back to my seat. Shame filling me so much that I don't even try to take Prudy back, even when I feel Vaughn's eyes on me, I don't look up at him. “Roxanne-elizabeth, the family is having dinner together, you should come.”I look up to find my mother staring down at me, she does not look like she heard my conversation with the Judge, but I knew it was only a matter of time before ass licking Judge Taylor would run her mouth to my mother. Pulling myself up, my bones creaked, the weariness from the long flight was starting to tell on me. “You aren't family. Leave the child and go.” “He's staying mother dearest.” I don't have to argue too much on the matter as there are a few guests left, Elizabeth three won't want to cause a scene. Prudy stirred awake as we trudged to the main dining room. I smile at
RUINED I feel slightly better than I did last night. Prudy woke me up all excited, and i had to push myself out of bed and act like I was not dreading going to the orphanage that I suggested myself. “Waffles!” Prudy exclaimed when I asked what she wanted for breakfast.I was dressed in a confidence that I certainly was not feeling. But nobody was better at pretending than me. Vaughn was dressed in a T shirt similar to the one of yesterday, even the same colour, but this one had Vaughn printed on it. I find myself wondering if it was a gift from a female friend, but I wave it away, that does not matter, we were only going to have sex not exchange T Shirts, the only thing we'll be exchanging are bodily fluids. “I think I saw a breakfast place ahead.” Vaughn tells us as he drives.I wanted to take him to the one at the edge of town so we did not have to visit the orphanage but I know he will still make it there. After all, he already squeezed the
BODY“This was the last will and testament of the late Mrs. Yvonne Cicconati.” A stout lawyer with beady, rheumy eyes says as he mops his face with his handkerchief. It is not hot, but the glares and impatience radiating off the Harringtons make him sweat. “Get on with it.” My father snaps.My mouth curls up in a smile. I'm thoroughly enjoying this. I sit back against Yvonne's dining table. One condition for reading the will was it should read at her house. She knew this would irk the Harringtons a great deal. I for one never expected the Elizabeths to be here.“”My Summer house is to go to my great grand daughter, Prudence Harrington when she is eighteen years of age.””My father makes a noise at the back of his throat and i am pleased. Her Summer house made at least two hundred thousand dollars in the summer. That should be enough to pay for college for her. “”My house here in Kennebunkport should go to my son, Anderson Cicconati, only after h
SCORE “WHAT A LOAD OF BULLSHIT!”I exclaim before chugging on the can of beer, I was on the last sip. Squeezing the can, I add it to the growing heap in front of me. Jessica is red in the face and cannot stop laughing. She us gasping to breathe and i stare at her in irritation. “Wait, tell me again. Our hunk of sexy, the same Vaughnhottie we know is a sucker for love??” she says as soon as she can breathe again. I sigh and sink back into the sofa. Thinking back to the previous day. We had taken a night flight back to California, because he wanted to get back in time and prepare for Monday. Jessica and i both skipped school today, mostly because I am exhausted, Jessica needed to hear juicy details of an extremely hot weekend that did not happen. “Yes, he said he has to be in love with whomever he shares his body with. And the person has to love him back too.” I gag at that.Jessica laughs again.“That is so cheesy. And romantic. I never
BULGE“What are you doing?” I ask as I eye her form. She stood in front of me with her hands wide open, as if waiting for something. “There are tits everywhere, I am only trying to catch some for myself.” She pointed to the obvious cleavage on my chest and back to her almost bare chest.I snicker and continue applying my make up, I was going full out, no more light make up. The type you see on I*******m models, I even got the sharp razor end of the eye liner right, if you don’t believe Me, ask Jessica. “And is this even school appropriate attire?” I look down at the white, sleeveless corset top i was wearing, my cleavage was on full display, tan and shiny, like the chocolate fountain you just cannot resist. The micro mini denim skirt I was wearing did not leave a lot for the imagination, I could bend over and the black thong I am wearing underneath would be on full display. “I'm going for extra classes not school. Besides, the plan is to seduce him, I can do this much.” I smile at
HARD Everyone asides me had gotten out of their seats and were heading towards the exit. I remain seated and watch my professor gather his things as he sat at his desk. Do not tell me he was still hard. I chuckle to myself at the thought. It was interesting as well as revelatory. He wanted me almost as much as I want him, all I have to do now is make him want me more than I want him. After the last of the students had flittered out of the hall, I uncross my legs slowly. He is not watching directly, but I can tell from how hard he was swallowing that he saw me via his peripheral vision. “Miss Harrington, do you have any questions?” he asks without looking up. So he knows it was me then. “Not so much as a question, just a memo. Beatrice had given her go ahead with the Gofundme.”He blinks up at me, probably wondering when i had the chance to ask her. I did it whilst he taught. Her response was an even faster text. “Really?”“Yeah, she would h