Okay. That is not what I see coming. I think I’ll just have to make up some excuse now, quick.
Something like, because I want to help the person I like?
No. That’s too obvious, and it makes me sound like I mind him too much.
Or something like, because I am just curious about how the meetings look like?
No. That makes me sound like I couldn’t care less.
Why don’t I come up with something in the middle? Like… “Because I feel insecure when you leave the office.”
Hah! Alrighty girl! That's what I’m walking about! Now that makes me sound like I prefer to
Time flies, it is in the afternoon when we arrive at a Spanish restaurant called Los Alimentos. It is a sumptuous place with luxurious meals and desserts. The waiter sits us down at a table for two and takes our order.For I haven’t had enough strawberries, I order a glass of strawberry agua fresca. I leave the decision making for the rest of the meal to Justin. He orders beef carrillada for the both of us, and a glass of white sangria for himself.As I take a look around us, I find the place crowded.“Wow.” I exclaim whispering as I spread out the cloth napkin and put it on my lap, “This place is gorgeous, and there are so many people here.”Justin shrugs, “They have the best Spa
Looking at Justin’s black face, I suddenly stop chewing the beef in my mouth. Trying to figure out what he is looking at, I bow my head and look at myself.I check myself up. Something below my face huh? If there is anything below my face that can probably catch his attention, it should be my huge breasts.Is he looking at my breasts? I wonder. Although men like to look at breasts, Justin doesn’t seem to be like one of that kind. I am not certain, but I just can’t seem to have him related to that kind of man. In my opinion, he is always behaving appropriately and decently.If he is not looking at my breasts, what is he looking at then?Trying to obtain an answer to my doubt, “What?” I a
“Henrietta!”Before I could realize, I was carried away from the chair. Justin hugs me from the back, he places his arms around my waist and bends me forward. He is trying to perform an abdominal thrust on me!He clenches one fist and places it above my belly button while his other hand grabs onto the fist tightly. Just as he makes the correct posture, he starts to pull me against him, inwards and upwards, sharply and hardly!Although I am going to be choked to death right now, I can feel his bulge pressing on my hip when he does that! He repeats performing the abdominal thrust on me for five times, for five times I can feel his bulge!What makes me scared is, my penis is starting to erect! I am not sure
It has been such an enjoyable afternoon I spent at Los Alimentos with Justin, aside from the chaos of course.We return to Minerva right after lunch. I’m now in Jamie’s office giving it a slight tidy up. I clean the couch, wipe the coffee table, sweep the floor, brush the shelves and decorations a little; I keep the stationeries at where they should be, stack the documents up accordingly, wipe the laptop screen, brush the keyboard, clean the table, wash his mug and refill it with ristretto.Just when the office and I are all prepared to welcome Jamie again, Jamie suddenly returns.Now that is a good timing.“Welc
That night after I got back home and took a bath, I lay on my bed in my robe.With my fingers, I brush my short hair to the back, appreciating how refreshening and comfortable my head feels when I don’t have to wear a wig.I am finally alone in my own bed, a place where I can finally relax without needing to be nervous all the time over my true gender being found out.I hug my soft pillow in my arms and rest my chin on it, and that is when the color of the white sheet reminds me of the white hair sticking on Jamie’s clothes.Victor’s words flash across my mind.“Create a fake Facebook account, connect with him, and you find out more
The next morning in the office, I first bring up a cup of ristretto for Jamie, as usual, asn I report his daily schedule to him, as usual too.However, he doesn’t seem quite as smart and sober as usual. In fact, he looks a little fatigued. I can even see dark circles appearing under his eyes.Woah. I mean, what happened to him? I thought we were having fun last night.Well not us, him and the HotGuy InTheBed.Was he up to something last night after we ended the conversation?“Jamie, are you alright?” looking at his tired face, I ask in a concerned voice, “You don’t look very good today. Have you not slept well?”
The sun has gone down, and the stars are plotting lines in the dark blue sky.Time flies, it is Friday night, and I am wearing a floral puff sleeve chiffon dress standing in front of the building where I live, waiting for someone to pick me up.Although my thoughts had been occupied by Donald Duck throughout the day, I haven’t forgotten that I have dinner to attend to, at Jamie’s house.Instead of wearing a sexy dress to show my skin, it might be better if I can wear something casual that blends me in with the environment. A house is a place to feel cozy, Jamie might feel more comfortable if he sees me in this dress.Of course, that is what I learned from Victor.
“Here we are, Ms. Chandelier.”After a few minutes walking through the door of the Peyton Mansion, we finally arrived at the dining hall. On my way here, I can’t stop turning my head around looking at all these magnificent ornaments and decorations in the spaces I’ve walked through. I catch as many things as I can into my sight, I exclaim at every one of them in my heart.So this is a mansion my parents built for the Peytons huh. They must have put all their minds and time at work to build this wonderful place. I bet they never knew one day the Peyton Group would betray them and take everything away from them.I shake my head a little to expel the negative thoughts that might bring up hatred from my mind. Today’s dinner is as good as a date nigh