EPISODE EIGHT- FATAL ACCIDENT

Attempting to open the door, I discovered it was locked.

I raised my fist, knocking heavily, anticipating a response.

After several minutes of knocking without any answer, a frown crept onto my face.

“Julian! Henri! If any of you are in there, it’s not funny! Open up and stop acting like assholes!”

I knocked and knocked until my knuckles were red and sore. Still, there was no response. Just pure, utter silence.

“Fuck,” I gritted my teeth, filled with a sudden wave of annoyance. This is a waste of my time, goddamnit.

“What am I going to do now?” I felt so irritated and sexually frustrated, it was maddening.

I should have asked for his number last night before he left, then I wouldn’t be in this mess.

I sighed, having no choice but to go back to my apartment and sort things out myself.

I laid down on my bed and spread my legs, hoping to find some release, but it wasn’t enough.

I felt ruined and insatiable, like a kitten that just tasted catnips for the first time. I craved his tou