My Boyfriend's Think Tank
It's my first time going on a trip with my boyfriend. I overhear him on the phone with his friend as they discuss how he's going to deflower me.
"Grayson, you should be able to have your way with Summer this time, right?"
"Don't even talk about that. She's so conservative—I've said and done everything, yet she refuses to budge!"
I lower my hand instead of knocking on the door. I stand outside the room and listen as he continues.
"Come off it. We've given you so many ideas in the group chat, haven't we? Have none of them worked? And didn't you guys get a room yesterday? You should've just brought sedatives. Think about how easy it would've been if you could've just knocked her out!"
Grayson Hale snaps, "I forgot, alright? Besides, who would've known there'd be two beds in the room? She insisted on sleeping separately, too. I sneaked onto her bed in the middle of the night when I saw she was asleep. She woke up just as I was about to take off her clothes and kicked me off!"
My blood runs cold. My hands tremble as I reply to my boss' message. "I accept headquarter's decision to transfer me."