Jason turned out to be a very interesting person. He stayed over, keeping me company till Mom, Dad and Evy returned from the party. They were happy to see that I had company and not all alone. They didn’t fail to tease me though. No matter how much I protested and tried to convince them that I didn’t stay back from the party because of Jason, they didn’t believe me. They said it was fine and I didn’t have to pretend. I gave up trying to convince them and went along with the flow.It was 6:05am and I was on my way to school. I felt much better when I woke up this morning and I knew it was thanks to Jason. I could only hope that he was being genuine. At times like this, I wouldn’t deny that I really needed a friend. Someone I could talk to. Even if it is not about my present predicament, it would still go a long way to help me.A smile was plastered on my face as I walked down. I was lost with a certain feeling of content. I didn’t know when a car pulled up beside me and was following m

One human can’t be this perfect. I stared at his packs for about a minute before I used my fingers to begin tracing them. I used my palm to feel his body, then bent to kiss his chest. He exhaled softly and placed his hand on top of mine.“Misha, it’s a small gesture, but you don’t know what it’s doing to me.” He sighed and brought down my hands. “If you are going to walk out on me, then please stop.” I removed my gaze from his chest to look at him. “I don’t know what to do,” I said again. He turned me around to back him, then drew me closer to him. So close, I could feel my butt on his dick. I rested the back of my head on his left shoulder and closed my eyes.“Just don’t walk away,” he whispered into my ear.“I won’t.”The next thing I felt was his lips crashing on mine. I pressed against him as he deepened the kiss. He groaned softly. His hands dropped around my waist and he pressed me again to him. I felt his erection and became wet right away. I placed my hand on his cheek and

Being Jason’s friend meant being less of a nerd. I haven’t been myself for almost two weeks straight. First of all, my escapades with Mr. Brett, then Jason came along and gradually started plucking off my nerdish proclivities. I was presently seated on my bed, watching Jason struggle with my dresses as he tried to find one suitable for a party. I had protested enough about not wanting to go to any party and finally gave up. Jason was not having any of it. He was in fact going to drag me to the party if I posed any resistance. I could as well just comply.I smiled at Jason’s frustration. If I’m fortunate enough, then he will give up and change his mind about taking me to whatever party he was planning to take me to. It looked like my dresses were giving him second thoughts. His exertions were giving me a little idea of what it will be like having a close female friend.“Jesus Christ Misha,” he groaned and slumped down on my bed. I grinned from ear to ear. I had put him up to this chal

I woke up with the most excruciating headache I’ve ever had in my history of headaches. The instant I opened my eyes, it felt like someone mercilessly banged a pan on my head.I groaned and shot my eyes back. I thought I had escaped hangover when Mr. Brett woke me up and I didn’t feel anything. Turns out that that is not how it works. I had drunk to stupor, showing no consideration for my system. Now it was payback time.I would rather go to school late than make an attempt to get up from my bed when my head feels like it was stabbed with a million knives. I was going to wait it out.It was almost ten minutes since I woke up and the pain wasn’t subsiding even a little bit. Who was I kidding? It wasn’t going to stop anytime soon if I didn’t take drugs.The problem was how to get the drug. If I stand up from this bed, I will definitely faint. I couldn’t shout or call for someone to get me drugs either. At the same time, I couldn’t just stay here and suffer in pain. I had to do one, the

I slowly opened my eyes to meet total darkness. I sat up on the bed and stretched. My back and pussy were aching. It wasn’t the painful kind of arching. It felt more like a sweet pain. I stretched again to relieve the strain in my muscle and lower back. My eyes gradually started adjusting to the darkness.My face flushed as the memory of my afternoon with Mr. Brett flooded in. I smiled and covered my face with my palms. I would be so embarrassed to look him in the eyes again.I couldn’t see but I could tell I was the only one in the room. I stretched my hand to my side, to confirm. Mr. Brett wasn’t there. I could see rays of light seeping in through little openings of the door. That meant that Mr. Brett was around. My heart skipped a bit with the thought of having to go out to meet him. It was inevitable, so there was no point in delaying. I stretched my legs out of the bed and stood up. I still felt too weak to carry my own weight. How long did I sleep? And wasn’t it enough to reg