" Are you leaving now?" Bryan asked, packing his things into his bag. " Yeah, I'm already so tired", I said doing the same thing as him. " I thought you were going to stay for the Economics Student Association (ESA) meeting?" " I would've loved to but I can't. I'm really tired, and besides it's already late", I checked my wrist watch, " look, it's a few minutes past 4 pm, and only God knows when they'll be able to start the meeting and dismiss, probably by 7 pm", we took our bags; our side bags and laptop bags and headed out of the school building. " Where's your ride home?" he asked as we got to the parking lot. " Well, I won't be driving for a while now. I was pulled over by the police yesterday and they found out that I hadn't completed probation before driving again so they extended the time for probation" I said, standing in front of his car and two cars away from mine. " Oh, so how did you get to school then? A cab?" " No, him", I pointed towards the car. Basil w
Hazel's POV Sasha has always been daring; that was one of the things I had liked about her to be frank, but I never imagined that she would be so daring to appear before me after that scene with Cole. She was flamboyant and outgoing and colorful and I loved all that, but when the cheating qualification was added to her resume, I started hating every other thing that I had liked about her. Meeting her at the food factory really destroyed my day, and for the rest of the day I couldn't just concentrate, even my meeting with the tech company didn't go as I had planned. We didn't discuss the major problems we were facing as a tech company, especially since Apple and Samsung were hellbent on driving us out of business. I stayed over at the company doing some paperwork and approving some projects until the sun disappeared into the west horizon. I heard a knock on my door and was actually surprised that Miss May had not gone home; she was one of my employees who usually stayed till
That was one weird dream. Rationally it should be referred to as a nightmare, if not for anything, for the fact that Hunter and Sasha appeared in it. I got out of bed and the things I was working on from last night were still littered everywhere, on every single part of the room. I took some time to arrange everything so my room doesn't keep looking like a trash site and headed straight to the bathroom to get ready for the day. I got down and made myself a toast. I was about to brew coffee when I discovered that my Italian coffee grains were finished, and that meant that I just had to eat the toasted bread and be on my way. I could hear some noise in Hunter's room and that made it obviously clear that he was still upstairs. Basil wasn't even there yet so it seemed as if he would be having late classes. I ate my bread solo as I went through the iPad, checking my schedule for the day. Just paperwork and project approvals, and then dinner with mom and dad - oh my God, it was
Hunter's POV A new day brings with it new possibilities and hope, and as I summarized my sleep by tilting from side to side on the bed, I remembered that I had a school function to prepare for - just wonderful. It was the World Mental Health day and as the president of the Students welfare, I had come up with a little activity to create more awareness of mental health. One of our students committed suicide just a couple of months ago, a normal looking, no family issues, intelligent freshman, just out of the blue decided to end his life. People could never find a reason why he decided on that, but the truth is that there is always more to something than what actually meets the eye. What we normally see isn't just about everything there is. Take for instance the case of the Mendez brothers who brutally murdered their parents and paged it as a homicide. It wasn't until later that a detective noticed that they were living life way too happy for people that had just lost their paren
Do you know that movie, Inside Out 2? Where Joy had introduced to Sadness, Anger, Disgust and Fear the super high tech Riley protection system through which they dispose most of Riley's most embarrassing moments into the back of the mind? Yeah. Right there inside the car with Basil at the red light, the memory I made there was one of those which I would encourage my own joy to send straight to the back of my mind without thinking twice. I would even beseech her to do so. " What is it? Is something wrong with your eyes?" I heard Basil ask and I immediately opened my eyes to find out that I had not gotten the kiss. I looked at myself and realized that he was trying to put my seatbelt on for me, not kiss me - how stupid could I be. " Yeah, yes, I think an insect found its way into my eyes", I said as I started scratching my eyes, looking for the imaginary insect that had flown into it from nowhere, wallowing in the pool of shame and embarrassment, just like waving at an unfamilia
A heart disease. Yeah, that had to be the explanation. I was probably suffering from a heart disease because my heart was beating way too fast for it to be functioning appropriately. I really should have considered going over to the medical laboratory students to get my blood pressure checked because I was damn sure it was going to be over a hundred and fifty. " Um, I don't know what to say", I looked up to him; literally looked up to him because he was like six feet tall and I was like a five or something, so I looked up to him, into his eyes, " thank you so much", I said, smiling. " You're welcome", he said and then came the tension. Not really a tension but a certain kind of awkward moment where we both didn't know what to say and consequentially just stood there, looking at each other in the face. " Well um, I'll leave you to get on with what you're doing. I'll be in the car", he said, scratching the back of his head in what seemed like nervousness. " Okay. I'll be s
Hazel's POV Mothers can always be trusted. Trusted to nag, and nag, and nag, and never stop nagging. I literally didn't get past one bite of food without her reminding me that I was irresponsible for not bringing Hunter along for the mid-week family dinner. If she didn't say it with her mouth, she said it with her eyes and her attitude. I wondered how dad was able to survive all his years of marriage with the beautiful grumpy old lady who could literally nag the devil to death. A little advice for young people out there; never live with your parents. Never try that, especially when you have a mom like mine. Unless you're willing and able to sacrifice your peace of mind. I went straight to my room as soon as I got back from that den of the lioness, feeling grateful that my limbs were still intact. I went to bed immediately and the sun was so gracious that it rose even before I could close my eyes properly, making me wonder if something had gone wrong with the Earth's rotary
I read ' The Last Good Man ' by Patience Swift in my first year in college. What had attracted me to the book was the name - The Last Good Man. I couldn't agree more with Patience Swift that Sam was literally the last good man on earth because it was obvious that the earth was becoming something else. In fact, at the time, I concluded that he was the last man, the rest of us living on planet earth were animals, and the wild ones preyed on the domestic ones. It was evident in everyday life that there were two factions in the world; the predators, and the prey, and every prey was trying so hard to become a predator, while the predators were still on their toes, lest they fall from their status as predators down to the level of prey. The government sector, the economic sector, even the educational sector, all of them contained predators and prey, and the lie that the prey listen to each time it was time for elections was always " I'm here to help", coming straight from the mouth of beas
I felt his soft lips against mine, pressing mine, his tongue, finding it's way into my mouth, and being the horny drunk that I was, I gave who ever it was full access to my mouth. His tongue entered into my mouth and did wonders, like a pro at what he does, he devoured me. I still couldn't make out the face of the person who was literally sending me into orgasm with only his kiss, but I indulged with him. His mouth tasted of wine and saliva, and the smell of his body was so familiar, like something I had perceived not too long ago. While still locked in the kiss, he gently reached for my shirt, unbuttoning it as he ate my lips, sucking and never getting satisfied. He completed the task with my lips and went on to throw my shirt halfway across the room. He went down to my pants, taking off my belt. He made me lie for a sec as he gently pulled my pants off of me, together with my underwear, leaving my erect dick standing before him like the Eiffel tower before him. Even th
Have you ever felt as if you fell from space, right into the middle of the Pacific Ocean? Like you were gasping for air and suddenly you have enough of it, enough that it might kill you? I mean, given the fact that each atom of oxygen in the ocean is bonded with two atoms of hydrogen making the hydrogen concentration higher than the oxygen level which can in fact kill you if time is not taken. All in all, I'm just trying to say that I felt flabbergasted, bewildered at what the handsome jerk standing before me had said. I felt scared too. Not because I was guilty of the charges he was pressing against me; although partially I was. Given the fact that I was mentally ready to have a romantic relationship with Basil no matter how inappropriate it might seem, yes, I was partially guilty, and I wasn't sorry for that. Besides, I personally permitted only myself to cheat in that hellhole we called marriage, but for some reason I was scared that he, Hazel, might be broken hearted. I was
Hunter's POV As I closed the door on Hazel, I couldn't help but think about how he had looked at me. His eyes were flared up with flames of hunger, and the way he had observed me keenly made me weak in the knee, also making me grow a boner instantly. “ What the hell am I thinking about?” I said to myself as I came back to my senses. I was really starting to run mad these days. The fact that I now made dinner everyday for us made me suspect my mental stability, but the incident just a few moments ago confirmed that suspicion - I was gradually running mad. “ Good morning Hunter”, Basil greeted as I headed downstairs, even adding a slight bow to the greeting - European style. “ Good morning Baz. How're you doing?” I asked, not casually as other people normally asked, but because I really wanted to know how he was doing after the incident I had experienced the last time. “ I'm fine. Thanks for asking”, he said, avoiding eye contact with me. I read the obvious handwriting o
" Why the hell would you want to know how long I've known Basil?" I asked as I poured more milk into my oatmeal. I always preferred brown sugar to white sugar, but I was suspiciously looking at Hunter that I didn't know when I used the white sugar instead of the brown one. “ Shit, now look what you made me do”. “ And what is it that I made you do?” He wasn't pissed, but his eyebrows were raised inquisitively. I sighed, seeing that it would be a hassle to start explaining to him that I didn't like the white sugar that I had mistakenly put while questioning him. “ Nevermind. Back to the question. Why would you want to know how long I've known Basil?” I stirred the oatmeal, hoping that I could manage it with the white sugar in it. “ No apparent reason. I was just curious”. “ Well, I've known him since senior high, that should be about right years now or so”. “ Okay. Do you have any idea if he has an issue, something psychological?” “ None that I can think of, but why wou
I thought I had seen it all, not knowing that I was still a newbie when it came to shamelessness. Without warning, Hunter grabbed my dick as if it was a door knob, making me spread my mouth like the tentacles of an octopus. I was into too much shock to even speak, and as he squeezed it into his palms, an electric jolt was sent throughout my whole body as I sat on my ass, staring at him in horror. “ There's nothing to write home about here”, he said as he let go of it, standing up to his feet and towering above my seemingly small frame. “ That one there…..”, he pointed at the top guy in the porn video, “ is way better than yours, and I bet that you wouldn't be able to do what he's doing right now”, he said as I concentrated on the porn video as the top spread the bottom’s legs in a split, banging hard into his ass with his up to eight inches cock. Hunter went back and picked up his bags, clutching a bag in every finger in his hand, “ quit misbehaving and get dressed, stop actin
Hazel's POV To be truly sincere, working out alone wasn't a problem; not at all. The problem was the fact that I was working out alone because of Hunter; that was the main problem. I left the house and jogged all the way to the gym, with earphones on, blasting heavy metal music. At the gym, I tried to concentrate while lifting weights but I just couldn't. Thoughts of Hunter kept crossing my mind, and his wonderful smell wouldn't just leave my memory, making me wonder what kind of perfume it was, since it was able to make one horny. I left the weight lifting section and tried to let off some steam at the treadmill. As I began running on moderate speed on the treadmill, I noticed a guy get on another treadmill right opposite to mine, and beside him on another treadmill was a girl. The guy looked masculine and packed up, and his face card was literally something to die for, and so when the girl noticed him on the treadmill, about to start running on it, she let down her ha
With the speed of light, Basil rotated the steering wheel with accurate precision, screeching the car tyres and ultimately avoiding the truck, plunging into the grassland beside the road, pressing hard on the brakes as the truck honked it's way past us. We almost died right there. I tried to regulate my breathing as adrenaline surged through my veins, making me a little shaky. I tried to pull myself together, and eventually succeeded in doing so, but as I turned around to see how Basil was doing, I was shocked to see him vibrating vigorously. His whole body was shaking with terror, and even though he tried to still himself, it wasn't working. “ Hey, it's okay, it's okay”, I said as placed my hands on his back and patted him slowly, trying to calm him down, but it didn't seem to be working. He was still shaking violently, and the shaking increased as tears streamed down his eyes, his head bowed low.He was having a severe panic attack, and I knew without being told that I had
Hunter's POV I made my way out of the house and into the house, feeling a little bit weary. I didn't sleep well the night before. The thought that Basil might be straight took away sleep from my eyes, and I spent the night praying to every god I knew; Shivu, Venus, Zeus, Odin, The Sun god, that Basil should be gay, or at least bisexual. I had wanted to ask Hazel but decided against it on a second thought. I looked at myself in the rear mirror, the V-neck shirt I was wearing extended way below my chest. I had worn it to impress Basil, or at least to gain his attention and see if he was into guys, but looking at myself in the mirror, I had most certainly never felt so stupid before. “ Good morning”, he said as he got into the car, fastening his seatbelt, ultimately reminding me that I had to fasten mine. “ Good morning”, I replied. “ So, what shopping mall would you prefer to go to?” He asked, looking over at me. “ Why don't you take me to the one that you would prefe
Hazel's POV I just couldn't tell why, but I just wasn't having it. I wasn't feeling like myself and I couldn't quite place a description of how I was feeling. I thought maybe it was because of how I saw Hunter smiling sheepishly yesterday but I quickly dismissed the thought. In my usual slow driving method, I drove into my premises and parked in the garage, being careful enough not to hit any other car there. I made my way to the building and on opening the door, I was welcomed with the tasty aroma of lasagna, reminding me that I had been surviving on coffee all day. I made my way to the sitting room, intentionally slow walking to perceive more of the aroma. It was torture, knowing fully well that I wouldn't partake in the food feast, but it was an enjoyable torture. As I was about to walk past the kitchen, a miracle happened. " Hazel", Hunter called out to me, and I turned to face him. He was wearing an apron and a chef cap, behind a very sexy looking body hug top and jo