Doce Novels & Stories

The professor explained and we all nodded as we all finally understand his point. This is the reason why I love this subject. It makes us feel like we're already real psychologists. He makes us think and speak like professional psychologists. The professor calls this activity 'QuestCussion'. It is where he'll start discussing and will suddenly drop questions in the middle of it. And it's a very good teaching method for me. It helps us to be a fast thinker. Well, at first we are all caught off guard because of his sudden questions but we eventually got used to it and was always looking forward to his subject.

"And then he explained to me how to hold the knife,” I explained, "Although it is still difficult for me to chop as fast as you." “How nice, little one...” I looked at him smiling as he rinsed the shampoo out of his hair. I had missed him so much these days he was gone. “Today we learned the different cuts of vegetables and greens, do you know the chiffonade? It is to finely cut strips of leaves such as mint, basil or lettuce... The French and their words, but it's great, isn't it?”

I joke "I do not have morning breath. Let me prove it." He rolls us around until I am underneath him. I keep squirming until he kisses me. I feel his tongue nudging my lip wanting in my mouth, I let it and join his tongue with my own both of us fighting for control. Things start really heating up and then there is a knock at the door. We pull apart with a huff. "What do you want?" Dax calls out. "Sorry sir, I was just wanting to know if you and your lady need any food?" her voice shaking

Except one. Dawn.

he replied while still focusing on what he's reading. I narrowed my eyes. “It's an excuse when you say it like that.” “It is for me.” That made me scoff quietly. But before I could tease him again, the teacher suddenly stopped mid-explanation. “Ms. Lourencia, can you please answer question number three?” the teacher called my name. I swallowed hard and stared at the board. What even was number three? Something about the lesson… energy… cells… or—Nothing. Behind me, I still heard the faint sound of a page turning. Of course he was still reading like this was a library.

he said caressing her face, she looked up at him, tears in her eyelids. Slowly he entered her, Amanda closed her eyes, breathing slowly through her mouth. He pulled back not entering her fully, he moved forward slamming into her. "Ooh!" She moaned. Alex pulled out back to Amanda's frustration, he took the honey cup, pouring a large amount in his hands, he poured rubbed it over his dick, Amanda sighed as she watched the honey drip down Alex's dick, few drops entering her vagina. Then positioning himself well, he entered her slowly, not going fully, pulling back a bit before slamming inside, hitting her directly in her G-spot.

I’m about to think more when a message comes through from him. I open the message and scan the contents. Hello Tesoro. I would like to schedule a meeting when you are free to discuss two very special commission pieces for two very special people in my life. Please have your people reach out at your earliest convenience. Matteo DeAngelis. I smirk at this and send back the generic response. Thank you for contacting Tesoro, for all work related requests please send a message to @PheonixCouture. Many thanks, Tesoro.

Nothing. .

Minus “Well, that could’ve gone better,” Cutter said, as he walked around his desk, opened the bottom drawer, and produced a bottle of Jim Beam and small black medical bag. The type old timey doctors took on house calls back in the day. “There should be some bandages and ointment and shit for your face in here. You can use my bathroom to clean up,” he said, handing me the bag and motioning to the bathroom door. “Cutter, what the fuck—”

A timeline. I could work with timelines.