Chapter Twenty-Five

Valerie left her classroom, a fifteen-minute break between her first and second class, and headed for her office, just wanting a change of scenery. She was ashamed to admit to herself that she had actually looked for Scott when she arrived on campus, her pussy aching at the memory of spending Friday night with him. Of course, she didn’t see him, and she didn’t even remember what he taught at the college, just that he was there somewhere. If she had at least known that much, she would have gone looking for him, hoping for another round of what he gave her Friday night. She needed something to ease the tension that had her wound tight with the thought that she had to go see Damien tonight and entertain him. She needed to be fucked.

For the rest of the weekend, she avoided any chance of running into Holly. Damien thought she might invite Valerie out for her girl’s night, and he had explicitly told her she couldn’t go, because he wanted her there. She had no clue what she would