Secret Life Amy の小説・ストーリー

Amy said, the religious studies teacher in her coming to the fore. "You couldn't be more right," Celia agreed. "But I specialize in learning things about people, especially those things that they wouldn't necessarily want anyone else to learn." "Oh, my god!" Amy gasped, dropping her glass of champagne, her hand flying to cover her mouth, her eyes wide open in shock as she watched herself on the screen during her sorority initiation, unable to move as she relived sucking those cocks, eating their cum, and fucking each of them over and over again.

"But you have to promise – no more secrets. Deal?" She nodded quickly. "Deal.” "But you have to tell me everything," I said, holding Amy's hand. "Who's torturing you and why? I know it's Katrina, so tell me the truth." Amy tried to pull away, but I held on. "Please," I said. "No more secrets, remember?" She took a shaky breath. "It's not just Katrina. It's... complicated." "And that thing about locking me in that room?" I pressed. "What was that about?"

Amy hums to herself as she shuffles along another hallway, unaware of our eagerness to get out of this shit hole. Coming to a stop, Indy is wide-eyed as she watches Amy. “We have to keep moving,” Indy whispers, gesturing for her to move on. “Baby girl, we are here,” Amy mumbles as she smiles at a stone wall. She drops Indy’s hand and drags her thin fingers across the wall as if searching for something. “Secret door,” Klaus mutters to the white Wolf. “Like the other one.” Amy’s humming grows louder as she squats. She moves her fingers over the grooves of the stones, almost as if she is counting.

“And I could use your advice, but I’d have to tell you a big secret about my best friend.” “I am capable of keeping a secret,” Lana said with a smile that reminded me of Victor’s. “I know. It isn’t that I don’t trust you.” I had to tell her. “Amy needs privacy for her first shift because she’s either an Alpha or a hybrid.” “How is that possible?” Lana asked. She ate at Mr. Gray’s restaurant many times and knew he was a Beta, along with his deceased wife. “The Gray’s aren’t her biological parents,” I replied. “Amy was adopted as an infant after being discovered on a back door stoop.”

It was a new morning and a new hope. Everyone in the mansion had started working but little did they all know, there was someone sneaking around under their nose. As we all can tell it was none other than Ryan. He was looking for some secrets to blackmail Amy. Hiding away from people’s eyes he sneaked into Amy’s room that no one was allowed to enter.

Amelia my darling don’t you think it’s time everyone especially Liam finds out the secret you have been hiding from him,your time is up Amelia. L

Instead, she held up the diary high, making sure everyone in the room saw. Some girls were fixing their hair or shoes; others glanced over, already catching on that drama was about to start. Amy’s grin widened. “Guess what I found?” Her voice was loud. “Lola’s secret world. Should we read it out?” A surge of dread rushed through me. “Amy, don’t. Please, that’s private.” I moved forward, but one of her friends stepped in my way, arms crossed. Amy ignored me and flipped through the pages, her nails scratching over the paper. “So many secrets,” she taunted, eyes scanning my handwriting. “Who wants to know what our little Lola really thinks about her ‘boyfriends’?”

But when she saw everyone drinking beer happily, she couldn't help herself, when Leo wasn't around, she surreptitiously picked up a beer and drank some. Seeing her holding a beer glass, Linda frowned and reminded: "You've just recovered from your illness and you've already drunk beer, do you want to continue lying in one place and not being able to get up?" Amy shook her head, still stubbornly holding the beer in her hand: "I'm fine. Tonight is our last night here, we must know how to enjoy this rare moment of joy. Don't worry, I'm only drinking a little." As she said these words, although Amy looked happy on the outside, if you looked closely at her expression, you could detect her anxiety.

I said, using my fingers to touch her now, she looked ready to come, and I was growing addicted to the face she made right before she came. “We can, Father Liam. I need this. Even if it’s a secret. Even if we have to hide from the world, I don't care.” she moaned, trying to ride my fingers. I pushed them deeper, pressing up against that spot that drove women crazy, and she came instantly. I kept my fingers inside her. “I want you.” “I'm supposed to guide you on the right path,” I said, pulling my fingers out.

Putting the forms away in my locker, I checked the time, and I was five minutes late for my meet-up with Ryan. Knowing I was late, I made my way to an abandoned office on campus not too far from my department. That was our secret meeting place. Getting there, I looked around to make sure no one was around. When I was certain about that, I entered and locked the door behind me. I turned around to find Ryan standing by the window looking out. I made my way over to him, tiptoeing, and hugged him from behind when I got to him. “You’re late, babe. Thought you weren’t going to make it,” he said while turning around to face me with his hand on my waist.