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MAKE ME YOURS Delusional Brenda
“Honey, what's the occasion? Why are you so dressed?” Audrey's voice echoed in the room, as she walked into her daughter, Tiffany, checking herself out on the mirror stand.Tiffany glanced at her mother and smiled, “A party.”“A party?” “Yes mom, I got along with Brent's friends, so they've invited me to a party.” She smiled, doing a final touch to her make up.“That's sweet to hear. Aren't you dressed too much for a party or is there….?” Audrey eyed her suspiciously, her lips curved up with a teasing smile.Tiffany, who seemed to understand what her mom was hinting at, broke out in laughter. “Oh mom, stop it already. It's a party really, and I'm not too dressed, this feels lighter on me.” She started adjusting her dress.“Alright dear, you'll be back right?”“That's what I'm not sure about. But rest assured, if I don't, I'll sleep over at Brent's place then return in the morning.”“Is Brent going too?”“Yeah, it's his friends, so he'll come too and he's the one picking me up.” She s
MAKE ME YOURS Filling you Up
Brenda was across the pool, when she saw Bent's bike, she beamed with happiness. She quickly used her phone to check her face once more and adjusted her dress.She was hurrying towards him when she saw another girl get down from the bike and when she removed her helmet it was Tiffany. Her smile quickly vanished and she frowned, which quickly disappeared when Brent saw her.“Hi, Brent.” She smiled slightly, returning her gaze to Tiffany.Tiffany was very beautiful, her smile, everything about her and it only made Brenda feel inferior to her. Brenda knew she wasn't feel inferior or dislike for Tiffany, but she couldn't help the jealousy she felt at the pit of her stomach. She just wanted to be the only sexy and beautiful girl around Brent, but Tiffany being around him, made her feel miniature and would only attract Brent to women who looked beautiful like Tiffany.“Brenda, what's up?” Brent flashed hert small and quickly turned away from her to Tiffany.Tiffany glanced at Brenda and smi
MAKE ME YOURS Brenda's Plan is exposed
Tiffany giggled and sat up, she tried walking, but staggered, as her legs felt wobbly. “Brent. I can't walk properly!” She laughed, trying to stabilize her legs.Brent slipped her panties into his pants pocket after knotting back his belt. “Let's get going already.” He grabbed her waist and pulled her back to his chest, his mouth tracing her ear. “We're not done yet.” He whispered and released her waist, replacing it with her hand.Returning to the party ground, everyone was drowned in their world of sin and pleasure, the scent of alcohol and tobacco, heavy and thick in the air. It wasn't long before Brent spotted Roman and Brenda at the other end, and went to their table. “You guys are back. You took quite a long time.” Brenda was quick to say.Tiffany mentally rolled her eyes, and took out her phone from her purse. She was still trying to make herself feel comfortable without her panties on.“You want a drink?” Roman asked, offering a glass of wine to Tiffany, who gladly accepted
MAKE ME YOURS Saving Andrea
Brent and Roman frowned upon stopping in front of a door, it was obviously not a washroom, neither was it where someone could ease themselves. “What could she be doing here?” Brent didn't have any more time to waste and quickly pushed the door open. Tiffany, who had her back facing the door, quickly whipped her head backward to see Brent and Roman, confusion etched on their face, as their gaze fell on Brenda, who was on the bed, wrapped inside the quilt.“What's going on here??” Brent was quick to break the silence.“Thank goodness you're here.” Tiffany sighed and walked towards the bed, and quickly grabbed the phone on the bed, the same one that rang when she called.“Give me that!” Brenda barked.“Come get it.” Tiffany hissed and moved to where Roman and Brent were standing. She tapped on twy screen and luckily it wasn't on the passcode, so she easily went to the message center and it revealed the messages Brenda had used the phone to send. She unlocked Brent's phone and brought o
MAKE ME YOURS Can't ruin tonight
“Are you sure you don't want this?” Tiffany said, swinging a bottle of whiskey at Brent.He shook his head. “No, I'm good.”Tiffany nodded and returned to sit on his lap, “I'm sorry about tonight, but I just thought she was doing too much, like how and why would a friend do such a thing. Okay, let's say the reason is because she loves you, but then again, can she really win a heart with such an agenda?”“You need not to be sorry. I could've been the one in that room, and God freaking knows how she's going to make up a lie. I'm sure even in a drunk state, I want nothing with what's between her panties or her body, so yes she's going to make up a lie to her favor.” “That's awful, really awful.”“I've not told you, but something happened the first time you brought me to her party.”Brent fronwed, “What's that?”“You know that night, I went to use the washroom and mistakenly entered the wrong room, then I found her, she was trying to drug your drink. I stopped her then, with threats that
MAKE ME YOURS Brenda's visit
It was late in the morning when Brent woke up. He glanced at the other side of the bed, but couldn't find Tiffany, the bed was cold indicating that it had been long she left. He frowned, and called her name thinking she was in the washroom, but there was no response, he frowned and got down from the bed.The other days, when they had a long night from their bedroom activities, he was usually the first to wake up and even prepare breakfast, but this time, he woke up late and didn't find Tiffany on the bed. He went to the washroom himself, but she wasn't there. After washing his face he went down to the living room, and there was still no sign of her.His face contoured in worry, as he decided to check the kitchen, just before he could reach there, a mouth watering and stomach grumbling aroma wafted into his nose, making his stomach rumble in hunger. He smiled, knowing she must be the one cooking, but then again, who taught her how to cook?Tiffany, who had her back turned against the k
MAKE ME YOURS Roman and Andrea
“What's with you not wanting me anywhere close to Brent? He's only your cousin.” Brenda said, her heart twisting with bitterness.Everything had been so good between Brent and her, even their friendship was enviable, but after Tiffany came, he'd totally changed, barely hanging out with her.“I think your ears need some cleaning. I'd told you before, I can't let people like you come close to Brent. Come on, Brenda, you're extreme.”Brent took a deep breath, “Brenda you came to apologize to me right?”“Yes Brent–” she nodded, returning her attention to Brent.“You've apologized right?”She nodded, clutching her purse, her heart warming lightly, as if hoping he would say yes to him this time, but his next words shattered her expectation.“Please, take your leave.”“Brent, I…I..”“Brenda,” Brent called, his voice carrying a hint of warning. “You should know, I dislike repeating myself.”Brenda nodded, after one last glance at him and Tiffany, who resisted the urge to roll her eyes, she tu
MAKE ME YOURS Let's take it slow
“Are you okay?” Roman asked, as his gaze was fixed on Andrea, who was struggling with the zipper of her dress.“Uhhm, can you help me with my zip?” She asked, and bit her lips. She couldn't look him in the eyes after what they'd just done a few moments ago. Her face was flushed and she felt shy and embarrassed about it, especially when she was the one that ensued. But he kissed her first. Her thoughts jumped from one scene to another and she didn't hear or notice when Roman said sure and made his way towards her.“Andy.” His deep voice called her out of her thoughts and she flinched, embarrassment washing over her again. “Yes?” “Are you sure you're okay?”“Hmm,” she nodded and turned around.”Here get the zip.” Roman fingers grazed her skin as he reached for the zip, a wave of shiver cursed through her body and she bit her lips harder. It was then that it hit her mind that he had just called her Andy, instead of Andrea. She smiled slightly, her heart dancing in excitement.“Done.” H
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MAKE ME YOURS Accepted
Two weeks later,Tiffany was still in the hospital, since she really couldn't go home yet, because of the state of the unborn child. Brent had been the only one visiting her, meanwhile she declined her parents access into her ward and that of every other person, apart from Brent.With Brent being around, she was getting a lot better, happy that he was by her side and sad that her parents left her side when she needed them the most.The day she got discharged, her parents visited, but didn't leave like before, when they were told that Tiffany didn't want to see them. Audrey was persistent and hell bent on seeing her daughter, even though she'd done the worst thing, she couldn't bear to stay away from her, especially now that she was pregnant and expecting a child.Tiffany was asleep when her parents arrived inside the ward, while Brent had already gone out to get some items. As if noticing their presence, Tiffany's eyes fluttered open and traveled in their direction.“Mom, Dad, you're
MAKE ME YOURS Difficult Decisions
Brent gripped his bike handle tightly, his knuckles white with tension, as he raced through the streets, his heart hammering against his chest. The word “accident” kept replaying in his mind, filling him with a sense of horror and dread. He rode faster, weaving through traffic, barely aware of the world around him. When he arrived at the hospital that was mentioned to him over the phone, he parked haphazardly and hurried inside, his eyes scanning frantically for any trace of Audrey or Freudian. He spotted them standing near the reception, with Audrey's face looking distraught and pale while Freudian hugged her close, in an attempt to console her.“Where's she?” He asked, his voice barely above a whisper, as he tried to catch his breath. Audrey looked up, her tear stained face filled with a mixture of fear and anxiety.“She–she’s in ward 125,” she choked out, her voice trembling. “The doctor said she sustained no serious injury, only a few bruises, but–” her voice faltered, unable to
MAKE ME YOURS Pregnancy result
Two Months pastTiffany paced around her room, worry and confusion etched on her face. She bit her finger and ruffled her hair, sighing in frustration. It was a month plus, yet she hadn't seen her period, although she didn't feel any symptoms or discomfort but she was extremely bothered. At this point, the only thing she could think of was getting a pregnancy test, her heart trembling at the thought of really being pregnant. With that thought in mind she got dressed and went to the nearest pharmacy store to get a pregnancy kit.When she returned home, none of her parents was around, making her the only person in the house. She went into the washroom and locked herself in, after a few minutes she came out, her eyes blurred with tears.She slumped to the floor, her shoulders trembling violently with each silent sob. The small plastic test kit lay on the sink, glaring at her with the clear and undeniable result. She hugged her knees to her chest, a million thoughts racing through her mi
MAKE ME YOURS Let's take it slow
“Are you okay?” Roman asked, as his gaze was fixed on Andrea, who was struggling with the zipper of her dress.“Uhhm, can you help me with my zip?” She asked, and bit her lips. She couldn't look him in the eyes after what they'd just done a few moments ago. Her face was flushed and she felt shy and embarrassed about it, especially when she was the one that ensued. But he kissed her first. Her thoughts jumped from one scene to another and she didn't hear or notice when Roman said sure and made his way towards her.“Andy.” His deep voice called her out of her thoughts and she flinched, embarrassment washing over her again. “Yes?” “Are you sure you're okay?”“Hmm,” she nodded and turned around.”Here get the zip.” Roman fingers grazed her skin as he reached for the zip, a wave of shiver cursed through her body and she bit her lips harder. It was then that it hit her mind that he had just called her Andy, instead of Andrea. She smiled slightly, her heart dancing in excitement.“Done.” H
MAKE ME YOURS Roman and Andrea
“What's with you not wanting me anywhere close to Brent? He's only your cousin.” Brenda said, her heart twisting with bitterness.Everything had been so good between Brent and her, even their friendship was enviable, but after Tiffany came, he'd totally changed, barely hanging out with her.“I think your ears need some cleaning. I'd told you before, I can't let people like you come close to Brent. Come on, Brenda, you're extreme.”Brent took a deep breath, “Brenda you came to apologize to me right?”“Yes Brent–” she nodded, returning her attention to Brent.“You've apologized right?”She nodded, clutching her purse, her heart warming lightly, as if hoping he would say yes to him this time, but his next words shattered her expectation.“Please, take your leave.”“Brent, I…I..”“Brenda,” Brent called, his voice carrying a hint of warning. “You should know, I dislike repeating myself.”Brenda nodded, after one last glance at him and Tiffany, who resisted the urge to roll her eyes, she tu
MAKE ME YOURS Brenda's visit
It was late in the morning when Brent woke up. He glanced at the other side of the bed, but couldn't find Tiffany, the bed was cold indicating that it had been long she left. He frowned, and called her name thinking she was in the washroom, but there was no response, he frowned and got down from the bed.The other days, when they had a long night from their bedroom activities, he was usually the first to wake up and even prepare breakfast, but this time, he woke up late and didn't find Tiffany on the bed. He went to the washroom himself, but she wasn't there. After washing his face he went down to the living room, and there was still no sign of her.His face contoured in worry, as he decided to check the kitchen, just before he could reach there, a mouth watering and stomach grumbling aroma wafted into his nose, making his stomach rumble in hunger. He smiled, knowing she must be the one cooking, but then again, who taught her how to cook?Tiffany, who had her back turned against the k
MAKE ME YOURS Can't ruin tonight
“Are you sure you don't want this?” Tiffany said, swinging a bottle of whiskey at Brent.He shook his head. “No, I'm good.”Tiffany nodded and returned to sit on his lap, “I'm sorry about tonight, but I just thought she was doing too much, like how and why would a friend do such a thing. Okay, let's say the reason is because she loves you, but then again, can she really win a heart with such an agenda?”“You need not to be sorry. I could've been the one in that room, and God freaking knows how she's going to make up a lie. I'm sure even in a drunk state, I want nothing with what's between her panties or her body, so yes she's going to make up a lie to her favor.” “That's awful, really awful.”“I've not told you, but something happened the first time you brought me to her party.”Brent fronwed, “What's that?”“You know that night, I went to use the washroom and mistakenly entered the wrong room, then I found her, she was trying to drug your drink. I stopped her then, with threats that
MAKE ME YOURS Saving Andrea
Brent and Roman frowned upon stopping in front of a door, it was obviously not a washroom, neither was it where someone could ease themselves. “What could she be doing here?” Brent didn't have any more time to waste and quickly pushed the door open. Tiffany, who had her back facing the door, quickly whipped her head backward to see Brent and Roman, confusion etched on their face, as their gaze fell on Brenda, who was on the bed, wrapped inside the quilt.“What's going on here??” Brent was quick to break the silence.“Thank goodness you're here.” Tiffany sighed and walked towards the bed, and quickly grabbed the phone on the bed, the same one that rang when she called.“Give me that!” Brenda barked.“Come get it.” Tiffany hissed and moved to where Roman and Brent were standing. She tapped on twy screen and luckily it wasn't on the passcode, so she easily went to the message center and it revealed the messages Brenda had used the phone to send. She unlocked Brent's phone and brought o
MAKE ME YOURS Brenda's Plan is exposed
Tiffany giggled and sat up, she tried walking, but staggered, as her legs felt wobbly. “Brent. I can't walk properly!” She laughed, trying to stabilize her legs.Brent slipped her panties into his pants pocket after knotting back his belt. “Let's get going already.” He grabbed her waist and pulled her back to his chest, his mouth tracing her ear. “We're not done yet.” He whispered and released her waist, replacing it with her hand.Returning to the party ground, everyone was drowned in their world of sin and pleasure, the scent of alcohol and tobacco, heavy and thick in the air. It wasn't long before Brent spotted Roman and Brenda at the other end, and went to their table. “You guys are back. You took quite a long time.” Brenda was quick to say.Tiffany mentally rolled her eyes, and took out her phone from her purse. She was still trying to make herself feel comfortable without her panties on.“You want a drink?” Roman asked, offering a glass of wine to Tiffany, who gladly accepted
