"I don't need money to be a helper and friend to Zira, Jerald. So let's talk about cooking." Ixora responded to his job offer, her enthusiasm barely contained. She had always loved cooking, having been the one to prepare meals for herself and Cherry all the years they'd spent together. Now, for once, she'd be getting paid for her culinary skills.He mentioned a sum that momentarily left her speechless. It was twice what she had expected, even more than what some companies paid their cooks."Well, not that I mean to be rude, but how do you expect to pay me that amount?" she inquired. Jerald didn't have a traditional job; he mainly worked around his own house, doing tasks like building shelves, cutting grass, and fixing roofs. He managed to keep himself and Berezira comfortable, even covering the girl's school fees at Campbell Victory High School, which wasn't inexpensive. All of this was impressive, but she couldn't fathom how he planned to afford hiring her.He shrugged and continued
That evening, Cherry lay on her bed, enveloped in a dark mood as she smoked a cigarette. Describing herself as frustrated would be a massive understatement; she was well beyond that point. If she ever laid eyes on Jake again, she was determined to strangle him with her bare hands. After making him undo whatever he had done to her.She should have known better than to get involved with a doctor. A damn doctor. In fact, she hated doctors more now than ever. What had she been thinking, anyway?Alright, she had been thinking about having sex with him. At the time, it had seemed like a brilliant idea. Now, it was a nightmare.There had to be some logical explanation for everything unusual that was happening to her. She couldn't stop thinking about him; his face was imprinted in her mind. She saw him in the morning before she woke up, during the day, and at night before she went to sleep. His mannerisms, his laughter... damn it, even the way he ate! And then, there was that night they had s
Ixora Crystabella Moores and Cherry Silverbella Moores entered the gates of A-Good-Night, looking elegant, identical, and incredibly attractive. Every head, male and female, turned to admire them as they walked by, their eyes fixed on their graceful movements and long, alluring legs.The Bella twins were truly bellas, unquestionably beautiful.Cherry might have winked at the attention, as she often did, but tonight wasn't about flirting. No, it was about clearing the confusion, the muddled thoughts in her mind. She bypassed the bar and led the way to the club, confident her twin would follow. She needed to blend in with the crowd, to disappear into it.That was the only way she could slip away from Ixora unnoticed. It was the only way she could meet Dilly. And she needed to meet him soon.As they entered the bustling club, Ixora exclaimed, "Wow, it's as crowded as a market tonight!" she shouted over the music."It's Sunday night, of course, it's crowded. Besides, some new travelers a
"Oh, I need you too, Lollipop. I've missed you so much," Don Dillion breathed, his lips finding her neck, planting kisses there.Cherry struggled to suppress a deep feeling of revulsion as he pressed her against the wall, grinding his erection against her. His hands were all over her within seconds, touching her waist, back, neck, hair, and ass. What was supposed to feel erotic felt overwhelmingly disgusting.She resisted the urge to push Dilly away and instead pulled him closer, engaging him in a fierce kiss while her hands roamed his body as well. Without breaking the kiss, she pushed down his shorts and gripped his erection, although it felt unfamiliar in her hand, nothing like...No, not now. She shouldn't be thinking of him now, damn it.Dilly groaned softly into her mouth, thrusting into her hand as she pushed thoughts of Jake to the deepest recesses of her mind.Still kissing her, he shoved her gown up to her waist, lifted one of her legs to wrap it loosely around his waist, an
"At Strawberry Island, I met a guy named Jake," Cherry said, stepping away from the window. She joined Ixora on the bed."I saw him at the beach one evening when I was bored. He was quite good-looking, muscular, and well-built. I notice him. Then, three women ruined my moment by splashing water on me."Ixora started, "Oh no, Cher, did you..."""Gosh, I beat the devil's advocate outta them." Cherry interrupted.Ixora shook her head, reminding herself not to encourage Cherry's trouble-seeking tendencies."I know what you're thinking, about the promise I made not to look for trouble," Cherry continued, as if reading Ixora's thoughts. "I kept my promise, though. Trouble seemed to find me.""Anyway, Jake was watching me the whole time. After I handled those women, he came over, we talked, and then we left the beach for his hotel."Ixora sighed. "So, that's where things got intimate, right?"Cherry shook her head. "No, it was strange. Instead of getting romantic, he took out a medical kit
Ixora cried on Cherry's shoulder for several minutes until it became uncomfortable for her leaning on the bed. Although Cherry didn't hug her back, she also didn't push her away, for which Ixora was grateful."I shouldn't have cried all over you like that, I'm sorry, Cher. It's just that I don't know how to help you deal with the past. I feel so helpless," Ixora said, her voice filled with pain.Cherry glanced at Ixora's tear-streaked face. "There's nothing to deal with in the past, Xora. So stop crying; it's making me uncomfortable. Jeez, you've got emotions flying all the time. I shudder to think how much worse it'll get if you ever get pregnant," she remarked with a hint of humor.Ixora managed a smile through her tears, appreciating the attempt to lighten the mood. "I'll be awesome, even pregnant," she replied, tongue-in-cheek.As the night pressed on, Ixora silently wished it would never end because she dreaded facing her usual, emotionally distant twin in the morning. Now that t
You disobeyed me. You humiliated me by rejecting my reward." The deep voice shouted."She's just a child! I can't force myself on a child, for chrissake!" A deeper voice rumbled, his voice laced with anger."You don't have a choice, young man. She's my gift to you for your winning on Friday night, and until you take her to bed for one night, you'll keep getting tortured by them," the man declared, gesturing to his guard. "Continue!"The guard removed the scorching rod from the fire, clutching it with a thick cloth. He then brought the red-hot rod closer to himself and pressed it against his body, howling in agonizing pain...Jerald was jolted awake by a high-pitched scream. He sat up, rubbed his face, and blinked away sleep. The scream echoed once more.Throwing aside the covers, he hurried down the hall to the adjacent room. There, he found Berezira writhing on the bed, her body drenched in sweat. Her eyes remained shut, ensnared by a haunting nightmare. She screamed again.Still ree
"Hey, Berezira... wake up, dear," Jerald gently touched the girl's leg, hoping to rouse her from her tormenting nightmare. Her reaction was immediate – she shot up from the bed like a startled deer, her eyes filled with wild confusion and fear."It's me," Jerald assured her, his voice laced with calm and kindness. As her dazed gaze slowly focused on his face, he saw her small shoulders relax slightly. "I'm sorry, Good Master," she whispered, still shaken.Jerald contemplated correcting her and reminding her that he was now addressed as 'father,' but with her recent nightmare likely bringing back painful memories, he decided against it. "You've got nothing to apologize for, Berezira," he reassured her. He then got up from the bed, extending a hand to the girl. "Come, there's something I want to give you."Without hesitation, Berezira placed her trust in him, slipping her hand into his. Jerald marveled at how this young girl, who had every reason to distrust men, had come to trust him s