All Chapters of Playing With Fire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

I sent anonymous videos of me playing with myself with a vibrator to my deskmate just for the thrill of it.I loved the thrill that came with carrying out forbidden, socially unacceptable acts like these—especially more so when he was frantically seeking out my identity.The lower I sank, the greater the thrill.…Late at night, I lay spread out in bed, panting loudly as my body trembled like jelly. I stayed like that until the waves of pleasure finally calmed down, allowing me to relax the muscles in my back.I wasn't in a rush to clean myself up. Instead, I grabbed the phone from the stand next to my bed and rewatched the video I'd just recorded.After confirming that there was nothing in the video that would give away my identity, I switched to my other number on my dual-SIM phone, tapped into Austin Newton's messaging window, and sent the video to him.A few seconds later, my phone buzzed with a familiar buzzing pattern.It was from Austin. There were only five words in his

It was as if I'd been hypnotized that night. I couldn't explain how I felt as I took my very first set of naughty pictures in my underwear. Then, I sent them to Austin using my second number.I could never forget the shame, anxiety, and thrill I felt gradually morphing into excitement. I also couldn't forget the pleasure I felt that came from breaking a social taboo.My self-restraint was practically nonexistent when it came to Austin.So, I fell harder and stooped even lower.I learned how to please myself in the dead of the night. I learned to secretly purchase adult toys online. I also learned different ways to toy with myself so that I could tease Austin even more with my photos and videos.I felt smug and accomplished whenever I saw how desperate Austin was becoming in the chat replies. Although I had a crush on him, it felt good to be assertive and in control of things.One evening, after night class, Austin leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear, "Hey, pretty deskmate

"Okay," I replied.I then put together a meticulous revision plan to help Austin improve by leaps and bounds before the next assessment. I spent all of my free time tutoring him and explaining in detail anything he couldn't understand in class.Worried that he'd slack off at home, I even told him to video call me while he did his homework and revisions so I could keep a strict eye on him.But of course, we ran into a few hiccups while video calling at home. For example, we nearly got discovered by his mom."Are you done with your homework, or are you reading comics again?"I looked at him in the video and saw that he was staring off into space. Upon closer inspection, there was an open comic book lying on the table next to him.However, when I yelled at him, Austin immediately whipped his head around and buried his nose into the revision books again.A short while later, he peeked at me again and gave me the saddest puppy-dog eyes."Gladys, I wanna go to the wooden hut again…

Since I was the bookish and nerdy class belle, and Austin was the bad boy who couldn't care less about his studies, people naturally started paying more attention to our rumor since it was a topic of interest.Soon, the rumor spread like wildfire. It was totally out of our control.The other students never cared about the truth since they only listened to what they wanted to hear.Seeing that the rumor was starting to affect my daily life since literally everybody knew about it. Mom and Dad couldn't withstand the pressure anymore, so they filed a police report. They wanted the police to get to the bottom of this and clear my name."But Gladys, what's actually going on between you and that Austin guy?"Mom and Dad were particularly stern as they questioned me about Austin.I knew that I couldn't tell them the whole truth. If I did, both Austin and I would be in even deeper trouble than now. So, I vaguely replied, "Nothing. They're just making things up."Dad narrowed his eyes at