Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 97337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
“You want this shit done right or fast?”
“Preferably both.”
“Nah bro, I’m sifting through the information now and we got some good stuff, but most of it would probably get him a slap on the wrist. We want the hardcore shit that’ll see him doing time.”
“True, but what have you got so far? Give me something.”
“Well, so far from what I can see, he’s done this before. There’re tons of pictures of women, taken when they were obviously not posing for the camera. Those he can easily explain away I guess, but I’m now getting to the good stuff, the shit he had hidden behind a more sophisticated firewall the bastard.”
“What, you can’t get behind it?” He sucked his teeth and made me grin.
“You’re talking to the master; now let me go do my thing. I’m still studying for the SATs while handling your shit you know. We’re not all nerds like you.”
“Piss off!” I hung up the phone feeling a little bit better and went to find something to do to kill time.
An hour before it was time to leave I finally couldn’t take it anymore. Somehow the worry about how things might go turned into one massive boner, which I had to get rid of before we left the house.
That’s how she found herself on her hands and knees in the middle of the living room floor with papers scattered all around, her ass in the air and her pussy stuffed full of cock. There was no finesse in this fuck, just pure lust and heat, which she didn’t complain about and seemed to enjoy.
A quick shower later and it was time to head out. It was in her car, which we drove because I didn’t want to go through the trouble of moving my truck that I realized I was more nervous than she was. I’m not sure where she got this new resolve of hers from, but I wish she’d share some with me. I was a wreck.
She’d told me pretty much everything mom had said, but I still wasn’t sure that we were completely out of the woods yet. And now with nana sending out the call it felt like we were walking into the unknown.
Everyone knows nana has the final say. And I found myself for the second time that day, hoping today wasn’t the day I disappointed my family. Because my mind was already made up, if push comes to shove, China doll wins.
And even though the thought made me feel like a selfish ungrateful piece of shit, when held up against her being alone and in danger the way she was when we first met, it didn’t stand a chance.
“You’re not at all nervous?” I finally took my eyes off the road to look at her. Sure she was quiet, but that’s her norm, I needed to know what was going on inside her head.
“I’m terrified.” Gutted!
I almost pulled over but she stopped me. “No don’t stop. I guess it’s normal to feel this way. Imagine if you were going home to meet the parents of your girlfriend for the first time, it would probably be the same.”
I didn’t correct her since that shit had never happened and I didn’t have the first clue. But I tried to imagine it and I guess she was right. Still, my family can be a bit invasive, especially when it comes to their golden son. I never hated that shit more than I did at this moment.
Liz
I could tell that he was wound too tight and was trying my very best to ease the situation. Ignoring the knots in my own stomach, I tried to put my brave face on. Of course I’d have rather stayed at home with the sheets pulled over my head, but I’ve learned in the last few weeks that life doesn’t work that way.
There was something liberating about being with him and getting over that first hurdle, something I don’t yet quite understand. But I know I don’t ever want to go back to the way things were. I’m sure I’ll always have a bit of shyness about me, that can’t be helped. But I am no longer willing to live in a shell.
It could be his reaction to my eyes, the way he’d got me to see them as something other than what I once believed them to be. He’s never once made me feel like they were something to be ashamed of, to keep hidden.
In fact he seems crazy about them and since most of the time he’s begging me to let him see them he’s buried inside me, it’s hard to miss his true reaction. Such a simple thing, but it has such a profound influence on my mind and my self-esteem, something I’d been sorely lacking before.
We pulled up to the monstrosity of a house that was his grandparents’ and I felt my nerves come back tenfold, but for him, I kept them well hidden. He didn’t have to tell me that disregarding my little one on one with his mom, this was the deal breaker. His reaction earlier had given that away.