U

y beauty. I was supposed to be successful in my plans, but I was u

using your head. I bet you are still in the throes of pleasure. G

d, trying to get

d his hand on the doorknob. “You are still grounded. Return home after classes, and

n on the bed, pissed

ling like I'd lost some kind of battle. I was supposed t

His voice reverberated i

my closet to get a change of clothes. Kristin wo

*

you were at home?” Mark tried to steal a

ed my plate with my palms. “Get yours if you wi

ours.” He looked like a kid with the way he s

irl over here doesn

s Kristin and you happen

's the

pop a fry into my mouth, “get your

how we got to be best fri

I beamed, “If you don't like me the way I am,

sy m

look around the cafeteria. Aside from a few students who happened t

he entire world to play video games without an adult breathing down our neck to remind us o

covering my plate can keep his wande

ar old uncle grounded me.” I sigh

k frowned. “You are no longer a

the sight. And not only that but I was caught by my uncle. That didn't stop me, though. I ende

on for him to ground me —not that

ce to live your life. Hell, yo

kindergarten.” I pop ano

a grown-up. I'm still a baby in his sight. And that, right there, pisses me off more than any

buys cars for me, most times, he still thinks I'm the littl

ked for a car, and the father got a toy car for him. God, the old professo

eal sports car for him. Yet, on more than one occasi

e laughing i

ort. My phone was a gift from Kristin. He gave

xactly the one I asked for months ago

igh escaped my mouth. I should h

tched his neck, so he c

ed the call. “Hello

gate. Be t

cle

disconnected without wait

y did he call?” M

ou tomorrow, Mark. Don't be late. If possible, be there by six!” I hastened out of the c

d me to keep to his order

showed up seven minutes later. How did I ge

ough, didn't it?”

e shirt hugged his body, perfectly outlining his masculine features. His

e me wish to take a bite, but I know t

un

ate. I'm three minutes early.” I

ou are home in time since you are grounded. Now, get in the car.” He st

m I grounded?”

” He said with a straight face, wi

did I do wrong, Uncle? I'm a woman

ncle? God damn it, June!” He hit his palm

him. “You don't seem to have a problem fucking whores, why

The veins on his forehead popped out, to

for me to masturbate? Damn

e thoughts of

can do it to the thou

o.

made me raise