25~ Anticipations

Camila's Pov

"Can we just stop... please." I said as Mr Ramirez tried to take off my panties.

"What's wrong, princess, why the change of mind?" He asked, concerned. "I thought you were enjoying this as much as I am."

"Yes, I was, but not any more." I bluntly said. Thankfully, my phone began to ring. I checked the caller, it was Mr Kimber calling. "I have to answer this." I said, walking into the bathroom and shutting the door closed.

"Hey," I said, trying to make my voice sound good. "Good evening." I greeted.

"Evening." I replied. "I came to the clubhouse, but Mrs Mills said you weren't feeling better so I thought I should just check on you."

"Thanks."

"How do you feel now? Have you taken drugs?" I was holding myself from crying. "Yes, I just did that a few minutes ago. I'm getting a little better now. Thanks for your concern."

"Why is your voice cracking? Are you crying?"

"No. No, I'm not. It's just... I never expected you'd call." He was calm. "I never thought you'd check up on me.