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Joshua let out a light laugh, making it clear that he expected a different kind of question, maybe about his business or something else, but he kindly answered my question. "Well, when I'm not working, I like to read." I smiled, feeling more at ease. "I like reading too. What's your favorite book?" "Hm, hard to choose just one. But I'd say '1984' by George Orwell is one of the ones that left the most impact on me." "No way! I love that book!" I was surprised by the connection that had arisen between us. Maybe I had judged Joshua unfairly. "Really? That's cool!" Joshua smiled, and I realized he had a very nice smile. "Who would've thought we'd have that in common, right?"

But before that, I needed to start formulating a plan on how to begin. I spent the rest of the day reading in my room. I had picked up a book written by one of my favorite authors in the thriller genre, Freida McFadden, titled "The Inmate." I had read enough of her books to know that this one would be another hit. I was halfway through the book when I heard a door open. Not even a minute later, mine opened, and I saw Kiara at the door. She looked panicked, and I immediately dropped the book on the bed, got up, and walked up to her.

he said with a smirk. I grumbled and went to the bookshelf. There were like thousands of books there, and I spent a good thirty minutes arranging them. Those thirty minutes were stressful, to say the least. "I'm done," I sighed in relief. "You're done?" the young man asked. "Yes, so is my admission safe?" I responded. "Not yet," he replied. "What do you mean by that?!" I yelled in frustration. "Don't shout, just do one more thing," he said calmly.

I pumped my cock hard and fast and with more pumps, the ribbons of cum after cum, splashed across the glass. I sighed, I have never cummed this hard in my whole life, just by masturbation. Fuck, Raina for making me so desperate. *** I flipped the page of my new classic book 'Nineteen Eighty-Four by - George Orwell' This is one hell of a dystopian book I am reading right now. "I have already read this book" I look at the side, as I feel the bed dipped from my side. My heart pounded against my chest as I saw her wearing nothing, all bare naked like the day she was born, I licked my lips, as I saw her pink stones protruding, begging for me to come and give them some warmth.

“Yes, well they’re not wrong. But you know what they say, third times a charm. I do actually plan on graduating this time around, so, yeah. Should we get started?” “I guess so. The first book on the list is 1984. Have you read it before?” “What do you think?” She rolls her eyes and says, “So, no. I read it a couple years ago but I would definitely not be able to write a whole report without re-reading it so we should probably start there and jot down any topics you think would be good as you’re reading. Except we’re definitely not doing how Big Brother uses technology to exercise control over the population because the entire class is probably going to use that.”

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"Armani, you? Since when do you love books?" I give him a tight smile. "You might be surprised, Brother." "I certainly would be. Tell me, which book did you both read and bond over? I’m sure Lauren and I would love to read it as well." I hesitate. Damn. I should have seen this coming. My mind scrambles for an answer, but it’s blank. Any title. Any author. Anything. "1984," Rena says smoothly, setting her half-eaten bread down. Her voice is calm, self-assured. "It’s an interesting read, given the current times."

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 3 hours late I stretch my arms over my head and groan. I started with English. I didn't realize how behind I am with my reading. I almost panicked when I saw this year's novel. It's 1984 by George Orwell, who thought this would be a good idea. On a normal day I would have enjoyed it but right now I'm on a deadline to complete three assignments based on the book.

It sank even deeper but I tried not to show it. "Why are you telling me? You usually don't." He was quiet, till he breathed. "I don't know," before his footsteps got entirely erased. * * * * My fingers trailed across the spine of the books and I stopped on a white covered book. I pull it out of the shelf and hold it in both hands. "Crime and Punishment," I read aloud before gazing down at the author's name. "Fyodor Dos-tos-to-eeev-evsky?" I squint my eyes. "Fyodor Dostoevsky!"

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